Dear Bully,
It's been a week since the writing on my locker. Every time it looks like it's fading, someone writes on top of it.
How come no teachers notice?
Dad finally got me a cast because my wrist was swelling and turn all these shades of purple.
A girl came up to me and asked if she could sign it. I smile and nodded.
When she walked away, I looked down and saw the word "slut" in all caps.
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.
