Dear bully,
Today I tried to do my vary best to look pretty. You pushed me to the ground and told me to stop trying because I was a lost cause.
I started crying. I can feel myself breaking inside. It hurts so bad.
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Dear bully (COMPLETED)
Short StoryAs the time goes by her smile does too. A constant frown is its replacement. Tears. Hurt. Pain. Words. Is that her only fate ?
