I R I S
I arrived at school, and my stomatch churned thinking about the awful things they would say to me.
As I walked down the hallways some people gave me dirty looks, and some looked at me with pity.
I walked into geography and took a seat.
A girl came and sat beside me which was unusual.
No one sat with me voluntarily.
I looked over she seemed new.
My assumptions were correct, she was new.
Her name was Vivian.
That day geography was okay. Vivian didn't look at me like others did, but that was only until people started to tell her about me.
Soon she'd become one of them too.
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Dear Bully
Random"Well it's no secret that the best thing about secrets is secretly telling someone about your secret. There by adding another secret to tour collection of secrets secretly-" "Vivian, shut up" "Spongebob said it," "That was a Spongebob quote?" "Yes...
