Dear bully,
I realized today that we still talk.
But only in my dreams.
We talk about what my future is gonna be like.
I got a job to take my mind off things.
And I can't wait to go to sleep tonight.
We have lots to talk about.
I'm slowly getting happier.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully
أدب المراهقينFinely moves to a new school. She initial thought "new school, new me" she was wrong. Little did she know what was waiting for her in the future. There awaiting her are good and bad days. Please read at your own risk. trigger warning
