Hey, my name is Megan Swan. I have long, silky brown hair, blue eyes, and a slim figure. I'm more or less what you call popular. I have so many 'friends'if you can call them that. At least being popular has its perks. It means that I don't get bullied like Sam.
Sam used to be my best friend but she didn't want to become popular like me so now everyone picks on her being odd. She kinda deserves all of this because it was her choice. Now let me get to the story.
One morning I was getting ready for school when I noticed that some of my friends posted messages on Sam's blog. They were like "freak", "weirdo" and "why do you even exist". I decided to start my day by posting "fatass do you want a stack of pancakes?".
When I came to school I noticed that Sam wasn't here. Wait now, I shouldn't care if she's here or not but for some reason I do. I can't tell anyone.
I walked up to my friend Cherry who was by her locker. "Hey Cherry, I love the braid in your hair today" I exclaimed. "Thanks, Megan. I love your comment on Sam's blog" praised Cherry. "I know, it was fabulous. Are you gonna write something today?" I challenged. Cherry replied "I don't know what to say. I was thinking 'are you so poor because of all the food you eat?'. What do you think?". I proposed "That's a good one. I think you should save it for tomorrow because it's her birthday.". "That's so devious of you. I love it." Cherry beamed.
The bell rang so we went to class. After school, I went straight to bed and to passed out.
I was sitting in my bed doing homework when I got a notification for my blog. I decided to check it out. There I saw that Cherry said "are you so poor because of all the food you eat?".
I thought to myself "isn't that what she was going to say to Sam? This is hurt full." On was on the brink of tears when Sam posted "she's such a waist of space".
Now I was full on crying because how could they do this to me? Wait this is what I've been doing to Sam. I can't believe she goes threw this. I'm such a horrible person for joining in. Maybe I should stand up for her.
That was how I woke up and realized that I needed to change who is was.
When I came to school I saw Sam leaning against a tree at the front of the school. I walked up while she still reading her book when she started to look up. At first she seemed scared o was there but when she noticed I was only and giving a friendly smile she relaxed. "I'm sorry for everything", this was all I needed to say.
The end!
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Short StoryThis is a story about cyberbullying except it's from the point of view of the perpetrator. Will she learn from her mistakes or continue ruining someone else's life.