Dear Bully,
You've stared calling me names again. You still force me to eat but I don't. I started cutting even more. It makes me happy. It feels like the blade is the only thing that can make me happy. It's my only friend I have.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Bully
Short StoryThis is about a girl who writes letters to her bully and a diary, that will touch your heart.
Nine.
Dear Bully,
You've stared calling me names again. You still force me to eat but I don't. I started cutting even more. It makes me happy. It feels like the blade is the only thing that can make me happy. It's my only friend I have.