Her FaceBook Friend

-1-Nightmare.

“Hello, readers,

Just for some extra knowledge let’s read about the most important topic; Bullying.

I have seen that The common mistake that bullies make is a**uming that because someone is nice that he or she is weak. Those traits have nothing to do with each other. It takes considerable strength and character to be a good person.

Bullying is never fun, it’s a cruel and horrible thing to do to someone. If you are being bullied, it is not your fault. And, You are worthy. And if any bully is reading me right now, I want to tell you it’s not only a bump in anyone’s life but it’s an epidemic with long-lasting consequences such as depression and in some cases suicide too. So please be kind to everyone you get to know.”

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Jacky’s POV :

“Ugly, Ugly, Jacky is ugly, They sing while kicking and screaming in the washroom stall I was in.

I couldn’t help but sit on the toilet seat to stop myself from crying out loud. However, The voices never even once stopped, ” Ugly duckling comes out, We were having fun.” I heard one of the mean girl’s voices.

‘Fun! Hah, if cutting someone’s hair and Knocking them to the ground, again and again, is fun. I would never want to feel that kind of fun again. I kept my mouth shut. I didn’t want to give them one more reason to bully me as they please.

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easy on you.” The pretty girl from my cla** shouts, yet I know. She’s lying. The last time she said this was when I stole her favorite pencil because that was mine and she had forced me to give it to her. And that time she had kicked me thrice along with her minions. I’m not proud

wall of the restroom. I don’t understand Why they only bully me, I have never caused any of them any trouble. I have never lied to my parents. I have never even laughed at

thought I’m a

and that only made me more nervous. They even started singing in chorus

one, and inhaled through my stuffy nose. I cover

“Jacqueline.”

“Jacqueline,”

my tear-filled eyes to see my little sister standing beside my bed with a bottle full of water.

‘Oh. Thank God. So it was

behaves like a mom, sometimes; I mean which younger sister will wake up

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the bottle down and sit up. Seeing my tears-filled eyes Her face

nod “I’m

shakes her head at me and smiles, “It’s 7’O clock in the morning, So you

black hair. while she swats my hand away and laughs

mirror. My

like would be my heart-shaped pink lips. However even they have a flaw, I have spacing

ugly.’ I sighed helplessly and get dressed in ten minutes. ‘I guess I don’t need

posted because of some compet**ion. and I found him cute. His eyes were beautiful, it almost felt like his eyes were saying several tales to me