Dear Bully

Fourteen

Dear Bully,

Today I was so weak that I couldn't get up from my bed. I couldn't call the school, since I don't have a cell phone. My dad was at work. If he got a phone call asking why I wasn't at school, I knew that he would finally kill me.

For a second I wanted to stay home once I realized that.

But then I thought, 'If I die, who is my father gonna hurt?'

I can't just let innocent people suffer.

So I went to school. You punched me. I fell down. I couldn't get back up. I started spitting out blood. You looked at me in shock.

Have you never seen a dying person before?

More importantly, have you ever been the cause of it?

Now you can say you have. Your welcome, I provided you with experience, I hope that you right it on your resume when you apply for a job.

-Katy