Dear bully,
Today I went to counseling. She read all my notes that I've wrote to you. I screamed and cried for her not to but, she did. Than she didn't give them back.
I'm still going to write but, I'm gonna hide the notes. I don't give hem to you any ways.
YOU ARE READING
Dear bully (COMPLETED)
Historia CortaAs the time goes by her smile does too. A constant frown is its replacement. Tears. Hurt. Pain. Words. Is that her only fate ?
