This takes place May 16, 2017 because..it can?? But idk, just for some warning, this doesn't go in a timeline of the exact dates of when it happened because, I couldn't keep track. Also, for my online friends, please don't have this effect our role plays.
5/16/17
Dear Bully,
I was walking towards the end of the hall, my friends at their lockers when you came up behind me with your friends and screamed in my ears. Your friends laughed and had you do it to other people like you were a puppet, not really new. You gave me a headache and made more pain for me.
I don't miss your voice ringing inside my brain, I miss the anxiety telling me 'life is ok, all you need to do is burn her alive.'
Ya know what I wish were here? My kitchen knifes so I could shove them down your throat and to your voice box. Maybe then you would pay attention in class rather than cheating and talking to your friends.
My words might be violent, but your actions are what made me into this thing people called a girl, a loser. I know facts, and the fact is you'll never be a good human being, I've already learned that the hard way, I just gave you the easy route.
Leave me alone
-Mo
P.S. Now I know you can be used as a puppet, point for me asshole.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully, I Am Not A Toy
SonstigesThis is just my bullying story, it's still happening today, and it will never stop. This is the story coming from a girl with anxiety, from a bully who doesn't give a shit.
