Dear Bully,
You text me a lot:
You: I hate you
You: Go die in a hole
You: Why r u still alive?
You: I saw ur face today, I puked
You: Can u leave already?
You: I hate you
Me: you already used that
You: now I mean it even more
You: fat ugly mean you
You: why r u so ugly?
You must really like me, to put all this effort out, but that's impossible.
No one likes me.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully: The Story of Victims
PoetryA combination of letters written by victims to the bullies in order to help prevent depression, self harm, bullying, and bullycide.
