5/18/17
Dear Bully,
I was walking through the halls, peacfully and quiet, but you stood in front of me and almost made me fall, but made your friends laugh. The evil grin on your face must be normal, because it's there every time you see or do something to me.
I don't feel comfortable around you Zimera, not comfortable in the slightest. When I'm around you, Anxiety kicks in, my friend Anxiety kicks in and makes me twitch. I hold my right arm in panic, but now I can't move it.
Today I fell at volleyball practice, twisting my ankle and falling back, landing on my right arm and making it, well, twist and numb. But it was already numb, it just got worse.
Thanks for the hell, I'll take out the knifes soon,
Mo
P.S.Those knifes are already stained.
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Dear Bully, I Am Not A Toy
CasualeThis 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.
