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Dear Bully,
When I opened my locker today, I saw so many letters with curses written on them.
"Slut"
"w***e"
"Prostitute"
"Ugly"
"Fatty"
Was I really all that? I didn't know! Thanks for letting me know who I was.
Well makes sense because I find my own reflection disgusting. Just how did an ugly creature like me even got here?
I got home where I saw mom had brought me a new dress. It was cheap but it was all she could afford.
I loved that dress.
After I wore it, mom said
"You're beautiful."
This collided with the other words in my mind. I stood before the mirror as I thought
No.. I am ugly. Really ugly.
All I could see was a sad reflection of mine in the mirror which tried it's best not let it's tears drop.
- Writer
