Bullying Hurts
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Last published Wed, Nov 12, 2014
This is based on a true story that I went through during Middle School and Elementary school.
Just to let u know bullying is not the right thing to do plz just plz never bring somebody down with bullying or any thing else.
I would like you guys to tell me what you think about this.
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