Dear bully,
I was going to check up on her in the middle of the night to see if she was going to be fine. And I found her.
With a blood puddle around her body.
And cuts on her arm carved the words I will never forget as long as I live were...... I'm not worth it.
I stood in awe of her as I cried and cried. My husband called you and you came. You cried and cried. Like you lost your heart.
We took her to the hospital.
They were shocked.
But not as shocked.
I asked them why they are not asking questions or wanting to know why she killed herself. Not to help but I needed questions myself.
But they just looked at me with dead expressions.
We already know why she killed herself.
What?!?!? How could they know?!?!? I was furious. They don't know and needed to stop acting like they knew it all. But I couldn't help but wonder what they thought was the reason my darling baby killed herself. So I asked. And they replied. With the most shocking thing ever.
YOU ARE READING
Letters to the bully across the street
Teen FictionWhy 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.
