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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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 of myself but I have heard from my cla**mates that

they only bully me, I have never caused any

I always thought

They even started singing in chorus “Jacky plus ugly is

wailing one, and inhaled through my stuffy nose. I cover my ears, rocking myself

“Jacqueline.”

“Jacqueline,”

turned into a blur. I open my tear-filled eyes to see my little sister standing beside my bed with a bottle full of water. Her face is red and

Thank God. So

a deep breath and then grab the bottle from her hands. ‘Nikki behaves like a mom, sometimes; I mean which younger sister will wake up early in the morning just

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bottle down and sit up. Seeing my tears-filled eyes Her face softens, “Are you alright

smile and nod “I’m fine. Just the

at me and smiles, “It’s 7’O

nod my head and ruffle her black hair. while she

I rush to the bathroom. My eyes wander towards my reflection in the 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

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

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, even tall and there wasn’t an ounce of unwanted muscle in him. But it