Dear bully,
I wanted to pull away. But I could feel all your feelings and love toward me. And it was powerful, passionate,amazing.
And it was getting deeper.
Too deep.
Then I realized that you were probably using me.
I knew I couldn't trust you. Even if it felt good to finally have you accept me.
But no.
I pulled away. And yelled. I cried and told you that you didn't love me.
And you cried and cried and cried.
More than any guy should cry. And hugged me. And told me you love me more than anything.
I believed you.
I Cried in your arms as you cried in mine.
I fell to you arms and you took
me to my room. I gave myself to you.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to the bully across the street
Roman pour AdolescentsWhy are people always bullying? Why does making another person hurt make you feel better? Well this is a story about a bully and a lost girl but in letters. Her life is something you wouldn't expect.
