Dear Bully,
Apparently I tripped and fell during the dance.
At least that's what dad told me when I regain my conscious.
He called me clumsy.
I'm not clumsy.
He was mad that I ruined the dress. He almost hit me. Then he realized what he was about to do and walked out of the room.
Love,
Ashton
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Letters To My Bully
Short StoryShe left behind a book. Each pages filled with sorrow, tears, depression, and hurt. Read the pages and relive the moments of Ashton Maria.
