Dear bully,
I weigh 89 lbs.
You can see my ribs now.
Are you happy yet?
You saw me and stared.
You told me to eat.
I said no.
You punched my cheek.
I smiled and said,
"Are you happy yet?"
You stepped back surprised.
Why?
You did this to me.
I found a sandwich with a note in my locker.
I didnt eat it.
It probably has something in it.
I put the note with the others and threw away the sandwhich.
Your girlfriend called me a sl't.
You heard and laughed.
Mood swings huh?
Your laugh came out like a forced one though.
Victim,
Roxi
