Dear Bully.
Your mom gave me an invitation to your birthday party this weekend. I told her we werent friends anymore and she says that it's my fault for changing after my mom died.
But she doesn't know that I wasn't the one who changed. You changed before my mom died and became someone I don't even know.
I didn't tell her that but my dad heard everything and told her to leave. Now our parents aren't even friends.
I wish we didn't have to live next door to you. But don't worry, Dad said we can go away for the weekend. Just me, him, my sister and I can even invite Zack.
We'll go to the cabin. You used to love it, now, I hope Zack does because you will never set foot there again.
Your Victim.
