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My bride became a teacher—a wonderful Luna in my pack—who was always giving more of herself than anyone I knew. My construction company boomed—and even Atticus, the one who had written on those cave walls came calling for some work which I accepted pro bono. All of them who’d saved us, fought for us—they were now our extended family. My parents spoiled William and were in a race with Molly’s parents to spoil William and little Wanda, who was now growing inside of Molly’s beautiful belly. I still bullied her, but in fun. She gave it right back to me and the makeup sex was more than I could ask for.

Hell, even Olivia pointed out her favorite books and let me borrow it for some time. She also taught me a trick to slip out a book from there without being noticed, on the condition that I would return it after. I was surprised that she'd trusted me with that kind of thing, but was I going to complain? No way. And I would definitely return the books, even if it would cost me a good opportunity to annoy the devil himself.

Brandon I can't believe I'm putting bedsheets over my couch for Emilie Olsson. She is the biggest loser this town has ever seen. She was bullied in middle school and made fun of in high school...now she is a freshman in college, and nothing much has changed. Why? Because the little freak won't speak. I don't understand why. Emilie isn't mute, yet she never defends herself when the girls trip her in the campus corridors. It's fucked up.

I gave myself a high five in my mind because I answered it without stammering but saying I only like books was not actually a good idea. I sighed and shook my head slightly at my dear boring life. " You sure like books alot Anna,guess we ain't in the same boat ." Caleb siad as he chuckled slightly. Way to go Anna you just made yourself seem like a freak that just loves her books and nothing more. "What do you dislike then?" He asked and something just popped into my mind. One one that was it. "Bullying…" I said as I paused before speaking again,I was trying to recollect myself.

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Here is a poem dedicated to this story by my friend, A piece of memory, a piece of my part, a piece that filled my empty heart. From getting bullied, to building my courage From leaving home to walking through the empty doors. Growing bit by bit, From step to step, Learning to live again by fulfilling my dreams, I say Years left by… Leaving my sight Never doing any wrongs Why the hell am I always wronged? Trusting you again Leaving the pains Why not getting it back in return Why am I always in the fault?

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A silly pink notebook, covered in hearts that no one would ever see. Until now. She smiled more as she read and began reciting my words. "When I think of Hannah, it takes me back to when I was in school and it makes me think of the all popular girls who were so pretty and so fun. I would always imagine them taunting me, bullying me, picking on me and humiliating me in any way they could think of. And being what I am, I would always come crawling back. I would beg for their attention, no matter what they did to me. The more cruel they were, the more I would love them. I dream that Hannah is like that, though I know it is probably just a fantasy and just my imagination. If she is, she is the k

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