Novel & Cerita Bullied Book

My teacher defends me but the pupils keep on mocking and bullied me until I reached high school. One day, my classmates turned on me and began bullying me. They are mean, making my life miserable; I left my school books and sketch pad in the classroom at break time. When I returned, I found someone torn the pages of my sketchpad and written dirty words all over my books then after that, she smiled wickedly and gave me a dirty hand sign. Another day, I opened my bag and discovered someone had put salad all over my notebooks, pad paper, and books. There was a time when someone stole my new t-shirt that was given by my mother as a gift present. Every day the bullying got much worse but I used t

Don’t I have the right to like someone too? “Wo…wo… this little wimp has become so much brave. What is the reason behind this? Is it the power of your so-called love ?” she whispered pulling Heidi’s ponytail. “Ouch…leave me. It’s school, not a foster home where you could bully me,” she said trying to take off her hands from her hair. “Wherever I see I will bully you shit...It doesn’t matter whether it’s a school or the foster home,” she grabbed it tightly and left after our class teacher shouted at us.

straight with people, looking like a scared little girl. And suddenly scenes similar to this one surface in the form of memories, when one of my best students was bullied because of her weight and confidently fought back. That girl's name was.... Holy crap! I remember her!

I replied, “Thank you for the opportunity Benita, and I am used to bad luck.” “Oh! You are leaving this place so now you have the gut? But let me tell you fatty, you are just weak, Wolf less, so you will be killed in one week!” Benita's lips curled in disdain after she finished talking, making me cringe. “Thank you for the reminder, I will stay out of the war so I won't be mistakenly killed by wolves. So bye, I am ready to go.” I felt so happy as I raised my head high up, and walked past her. This was the first time I won against my bullies, and it's made me so proud.

I wanted to know what would happen if she continued to bully me. Anastasia struggled a little bit. However, there was not much she could do without causing further harm to herself. Finally, she laid down and yielded. I felt elated. The whole moment seems surreal. I could not believe that I had defeated Anastasia in a fight. Furthermore, I couldn’t believe that everyone around witnessed and was now cheering my name.

The ingrained pack mentality of not attacking a superior. I needed to break that. I attacked without warning, my enhanced speed making me nearly invisible. Cassandra barely blocked my first strike. She stumbled back from my second. My third knocked her flat on her back. "Pathetic," I said coldly, standing over her. "The packs that abused you, abandoned you, treated you like garbage, they're not going to hesitate when we come for them. They're going to try to kill you. And if you can't fight back with everything you have, you'll die."

“How do you lose your books every day? Are your hands as useless as your grades?” Lydia froze like a small animal cornered. Her throat bobbed as she swallowed. Ruth stepped in front of her, tiny but fierce though her knees trembled. “I am going to report you” she shouted “I dare you too” she hollered back Brian didn’t think. His feet just moved. One second he was ten steps away. The next he was standing right in front of the bully. His voice was quiet but it cut the air clean. “Pick. It. Up.”

At least his situation is not as bad as his colleague who has his bones twisted in all the wrong places. The pathetic bullies winced in pain as they glared at me. I shrugged nonchalantly, they should no not to mess with me. I warned them, I gave them I chance to walk away but like every guy in my former school they underestimated me. Nobody ever adheres to the saying “never judge a book by its cover.” People often forget that the deadliest substances can sometimes come in cute packages. The principal, professor Anderson, looked from the injured bullies to Zander and I. Zander did not seem to notice that the principal was looking at his direction, he seem totally consumed in whatever he was t

Or if I am being honest, my eyes shined with the true colors of a pure spirit. With that, I set both of my palms on the wall I was pinned with. And the next moment, the bully went flying away from me. I was not sure how that works or what it was called. So I named it my anti-bullying blast. I used it only on the bullies who tried to show their powers to me and try to get submission from me. I was born with the dominating powers, bitches. You can't ever have the satisfaction of my submission. Only if I could tell them before my power blast.

Irene's POV "The King isn't here," I said firmly. "And Cam was worried. There's no harm in talking to him." She frowned and pursed her lips. "There will be if His Majesty finds out." What was her problem? Could she not see how excited Cam was? I met her eyes steadily. "Then don't tell him." Cam tugged on my sleeve and I turned to him, smiling. "I read about bullying," he said earnestly. “In one of my textbooks. It said that people who bully others are usually unhappy themselves, and that the best thing to do is tell an adult and…”