My Bully M.P
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This is a story of a girl named y/n she has an abusive father, her mother on the other hand is...dead. y/n had friends since freshmen year but after freshman year they bullied y/n . Y/n has a bestie that helps her with her Bullies!!.But one day it all changes.... read to find out
TWβ οΈ Achohol , Abuse , Rape , and more .
ok have fun reading ig .
Also it a short story for the people that don't like long stories so it short π
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