Dear bully,
i went home today in bruises and blood and tears.
Bruises because you hurt me with your hands and legs.
Blood because you started punching me in the janitor's closet.
Tears because you said I was ugly, fat, a slut and a whore.
Since you needed a punching bag, I reached home late and my daddy was furious that dinner was yet to be prepared.
He did something.
Something really wrong.
Love,
Ashley
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