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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come out now we will go 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

tiny fist on the 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

thought

to yell more loudly and that only made me more nervous. They even started singing in chorus “Jacky plus ugly is equal to July, Jacky plus tacky is equal

loud wailing one, and inhaled through my stuffy nose. I cover my

“Jacqueline.”

“Jacqueline,”

everything turned into a blur. I open my tear-filled eyes to see my little sister standing beside my bed with a bottle

frowned, ‘Oh. Thank God. So it was a nightmare

a mom, sometimes; I

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

“I’m

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

while she swats my hand away

large mirror.

my face that I like would be my heart-shaped pink lips. However even they have a flaw, I have spacing between my front two teeth. My body is still large according to my height which

get dressed in ten minutes. ‘I guess I don’t need make-up. after all, what’s the use of all

Shaking my head I browsed through my Facebook account and found a new text message from my new FB friend. I remember his name was Remo or something, I have accepted his friend request in February, yet we never chatted. Back in January 2012, I have commented on a post that had his image 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 without even saying a word. and I admire that kind of intimacy when someone can make me feel intimate by keeping their mouth shut. Moreover, He was supermodel handsome,