Dear bully,
You came by my house today after school like you usually do. You brought my favorite movies and chocolates for us, and I smiled.
We chatted throughout the whole movie. You told me a little more about yourself, I so did I. There was one question I've been dying to ask you. "Why are you so nice to me?", I suddenly blurt. You pause. I stare at you in anticipation.
"Because... um, w-well...", you start, stumbling on your words. This continues, and your eyes finally meet mine. Your eyes scan my face, and mine do the same. Wait, what's happening? Your eyes travel to my lips, as do mine to yours.
And then our lips meet.
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Dear Bully,
De Todo***COMPLETED*** A story of a bullied girl, who writes letters to her bully, but never sends them.
