Dear bully,
As I walked home from school, I saw you standing in front of my house, waiting for me. "What are you doing here?", I ask timidly. You suddenly look nervous. "C-Can we talk?", you quietly ask.
Do you mean 'talk' as in, take me to some far away place to beat me up? I nod and invite you in.
"Look. To say I've been a complete ass to you for quite a while now is an understatement. It seemed like a good idea at first, I'm not even sure why. I never thought you took that stuff seriously. I never wanted you to actually loose weight or do self harm. I don't expect you to forgive me, because in all honesty, I wouldn't forgive me either. Just know that I'm extremely sorry.", you rambled.
No words were able to come out of my mouth.
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Dear Bully,
Random***COMPLETED*** A story of a bullied girl, who writes letters to her bully, but never sends them.
