Dear Bully

Dear Bully,

It has been almost 4 years since I have seen you but the scars still remain. You are unable to grasp what I felt from misery to pain. It would start on the bus ride to school where you would strike me with jokes about my weight. What have I done to you to be the center of this hate? The harassment didn’t stop there as throughout the day you broke me. “You’re so gay” is the term you would use but is it cool to make fun of homosexuality? I came home depressed because there was nothing I could do and every night I wouldn’t sleep and I cried. What you didn’t even know is 4 or 5 times I thought about suicide. The time has passed and we have both grown older and as you stayed the same, I grew bolder. I hope that nobody experiences what I have gone through, but if they do, there is always someone to talk to.



The victim


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