Dear Bully,
You always found a way to get yourself out of trouble.
You jumped on my feet,
you threw a shoe at me,
you stole my sweater,
you ridiculed me for wearing guy clothes,
and when I told a teacher and they confronted you, you would lie to their face.
You would deny anything that you did,
you would play victim,
you said that the sweater was yours.
And you would wonder why the hell I didn't talk to people or hang out with anyone.
