Dear Bully,
You leave me alone now, but your aiming at my aquatence. I don't wanna say his name, so I'll give him a fake one just for your enjoyment.
His name is....Stone. Yea, let's call him Stone for now. Stone was a nice and funny boy at the beginning of the school year. He was a rebel with his friends, you knew him, you were a rebel with him! But you still choose to hurt him, you know his weaknesses, why not?
You swear at him, you scream at him, you push him, you pressure him.
No wonder he want to die.
No wonder he hates you.
No wonder I feel a bonding between us.
You thought that teaching someone else how to hurt my aquatence would be a good idea, so now, you've made other people able to hurt Stone. He just wanted to make people laugh, but you decided to make him wanna die.
What did he do?
He made you laugh,
Smile,
Happy,
And what does he get in return?
Swears,
Yelling,
Losing friends,
Losing family,
Losing money,
Losing the ability to be sane.
YOU MADE HIS LIFE HELL BECAUSE HE MADE YOU SMILE?! HOW DOES THAT EVEN WORK?!
I can't breath because....because I can feel his pain. I know how it feels to be rejected and put through shit. I know because I've gone through what he has yet to discover. All I did was do it silently.
And even my best friends didn't know.
And they still don't know.
All thanks to one, stupid, brat.
That I call.
Zimera
Leave me alone,
Mo
P.S.I've got more knifes now, whatcha gonna do about it? Bitch.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully, I Am Not A Toy
De TodoThis 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.
