Dear bully,
After school today you came over. You sat down and didn't speak for a while. I finally told you to say something.
"I'm so, so, sorry. I love you. You didn't deserve what I did." You whispered.
It okay bully. It's okay. I found myself sitting down on my bed next to you and pulling you into an awkward warm hug.
What am I doing ?
YOU ARE READING
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 ?
