Dear bully,
Over the years you have made me kind of numb to your torment. It's always the same thing. It's always you embarrass me, ruin my stuff, or bully me when no one looks.
I don't really know how you get away with everything. It's not like everybody worships the ground that you walk on. It's just that everybody stays a bystander. Nobody wants it to be put on them.
Either which way even though I'm numb to your bulling doesn't mean that it doesn't come with a price. Everything has to come with a price. My price was anxiety and depression.
I can already tell what your thinking. Your thinking that I can't talk to anyone and that I sit in my room self harming. But it's not like that at all
It's me being afraid of walking into school because I don't want people to stare at me. It's me staring off into space in the middle of class because I've given up on trying. It's me having a conversation with someone and then going home and rethinking everything I did. It's me having meltdowns over small stuff because I let the pressure of everything build up and don't let it out.
And it's all because of you.
Sincerely, Victim.
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Dear Bully
Teen FictionREWRITING!!! In which a girl rises up against the torment of a life long bully through writing letter expressing her feelings. In her letters she battles depression, relationships, senior year of high school, and the art of forgiveness. Book 1 Big t...
