Letter 2

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Dear Bully,

I remember earlier when you got bored in class and started whispering words that should never come out of anybody's mouth into my ear.

I just ignored you.

I don't think you liked that very much because you waited after class for me and dragged me into the bathroom and dunked my head into the toilet till' I was barely breathing.

You pulled me out and smashed my head on the mirror shattering it over my head.
Tiny pieces of broken glass stuck to one side of my head and blood started to drip down the side of my skull.
It dripped down onto the floor creating a small red puddle.

You just left me there to bleed until one of the female teachers came to use the toilet and bought me to the nurses office.

But don't worry,
I forgive you

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