Dear Bully

Letter III

Dear Bully,

In the locker rooms you punched me in the stomach.

Maddie came in and saved me.

You told her to piss off but she stayed and got a black eye.

I don't know why you bully me.

I went home clutching my stomach and my sister asked what was wrong with me.

I couldn't explain why.

I couldn't tell what you were doing.

It would hurt you more than me.

I said nothing and walked away.

I bet she had a doubtful look on her face.

She never believes what I say.

Then again she doesn't care about me.

She hates me.

I doubt she asked what was wrong for sympathy or kindness towards me.

She asked so she could hold something against me.

At least that's what she thought.

I went upstairs to my room and cried.

My brother walked in and laughed.

He said oh is my little baby sister sad or is she just noticing her flaws.

He laughed and walked away.

His name is Glen.

He also doesn't care about me.

He should since we are twins.

He's first I'm second.

I bet you don't care though.

Love,
Me