Dear Alex,
I didn't die.
It's been a week since I was released from the hospital.
My medical aid paid for it.
I'm such a failure.
You wanted me to die.
But I couldn't. The doctor told me that you took me to the hospital.
Somewhere in my heart I wanted you to come and visit me.
But you never came.
After all, why would you?
I am the one who loves you.
And the feeling is not reciprocated.
You hate me.
I get it.
Then why did you send me to the hospital?
Why not leave me to die.
Love,
CHLOE
YOU ARE READING
DEAR BULLY, DEAR VICTIM
RandomA SMALL SERIES OF LETTERS FROM A VICTIM TO HER BULLY, AND FROM A BULLY TO HIS VICTIM
