Dear Bully,
I've hardly seen you in the past two weeks. Mainly because Zack and I make it a point to avoid you. I share his locker now, we don't have lunch in the cafeteria, and we take a different route to and from school.
I was even able to transfer to a different English class than the one I shared with you. The teacher is strict, but you aren't there and neither are the constant "kill yourself" or "you suck" whispers from you.
But today I saw you. You were waiting on my porch for me when I got home with Zack. You seemed angry.
You wanted to know why I switch classes and have been avoiding you at school.
You really are stupid. I even told you that as I passed you to get to my door and told you to leave.
You tried to grab me but Zack stopped you and you two started to fight.
But you couldn't be the both of us. I fought back this time and helped Zack. We pushed you off my porch, then ran inside locking all the doors and windows . We laughed when you said you wanted to talk to me.
I never want to talk to you again.
Your Victim.
