Dear Bully,
I've decided that I don't hate you anymore. I'm getting compliments on how skinny I look. I like the new me. It's starting to feel normal to not eat as much.
I weigh myself everyday, and I see that I lose an average of about a pound a day by not eating as much. But I also notice that you don't pick on me as much. Your girlfriend does though. Like the other day when she stole my wallet and dropped it in the toilet, then in my food, which I wouldn't have eaten anyway. But you stood up for me. You gave me the money to replace it, and your girlfriend got mad at you. She punched you square-in-the-face, but you still stood strong.
Why did you stand up for me? Why would you? I would've done just fine on my own. I bet you don't believe I could lose any more weight between Monday and Friday. I bet I could.With lots of love,
A nobody
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Dear Bully: You Killed Me Inside
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