I heard your dad shouting at you as I walked to your door.
I heard all of the horrible names he called you, how he blames you for her death, how he wishes it was you.
That was the last straw.
That was when I took matters into my own hands.
That was when I opened your door and stare at the horror in front of me.
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Saved By Mr Bully
Short Story"You're trying, you really are but what I have done to you has broke you in ways not even God can describe." SEQUEL TO THANK YOU MR BULLY! Best: Short Story #39
