Dear bully,
Today you pushed me down and I landed on my arm. I bit my lip trying not to cry. I still haven't eaten much.
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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 ?
Letter 30
Dear bully,
Today you pushed me down and I landed on my arm. I bit my lip trying not to cry. I still haven't eaten much.
