Dear Bully,
During fourth period, I dropped Letter 14 in the hall by accident.
You found it, read it, then tracked me down and grabbed me with it in hand. I yelped but words couldn't escape when you instantly covered my mouth with your hand, leading me to the janitor's closet and shutting the door behind us.
In fear, my first instinct is to cry as soon as you let go, but instead of hurting me, the first and only thing I hear escape from your lips is, "its okay. I'm here for you..."
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully
Teen Fiction*A TWO PART SERIES* **************** The new transfer student can't catch a break almost immediately arriving on her first day at a new school. She is bullied by a certain group of kids, but one guy out of the bunch sticks out the most to her. What...
