Dear Bully,
I can't take it anymore. All this abuse, the cyber bullying, the physical pain you cause me. Which is the reason why I took my small pencil sharpener out of my bag and broke it. Did you know there was a small razor in there?
I took that razor, and ran it across my wrist. One time. Two times. Many times. Until my arm looked completely red. It didn't hurt as bad as I expected it to.
It was a nice change.
