Dear bully,
I gained five pounds.
I can still see my ribs.
But now I have energy.
I have energy to fight back.
To fight you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear bully
Teen FictionKayla the victim. Jason the aggressor. Kayla can't say what she wants to say. But she can write it. So she writes And writes. And writes.
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Dear bully,
I gained five pounds.
I can still see my ribs.
But now I have energy.
I have energy to fight back.
To fight you.