Comebacks For Bullies Novels & Stories

That is until a small, confident voice rang out, cutting through the laughter and jeers of the bullies. "Hey!! Let him go!" I looked up to see a boy my own age, standing up to the big boys and fearlessly defending me. "Look who's come to save the day; our very own knight in shining armor!" exclaimed Big Boy 1 as they approached. "Ha! You really think he can beat us and save this little runt?" sneered Big Boy 2. "He's not a runt, he's….. beautiful," protested the cute boy, bravely defending me.

“That was indeed a stupid move but you cannot erase the fact that it was also an act of bravery.” “My Dad always tells me that if I wanted something so bad, then I must work hard for it. He would always say: take the risk or lose the chance.” Here she was, being bullied by a bunch of insane women and yet she still sounded so motivated. A part of me was hoping that I had her optimism about the things that made my world crumbled a year ago. I started to ask myself if knowing Rebecca could at least make my world a bit better if we became friends early – before the people surrounded me made me feel less special and appreciated.

I'd become so accustomed to staying alone and doing whatever I wanted, but now he was back from wherever he had for to, I knew I wouldn't be able to anymore. "Is that all that's getting you mad?" he asked, resting his head on his hands and trying to hide a smirk. He was talking about the name. I breathed in. I'd been bullied in high school and I'd discovered that the main thing that fueled bullies was when the person they were bullying reacted to their ridiculous names. I wasn't about to give him that leverage. I kept my face as expressionless as I could. I wondered how he did it so effortlessly. "I'm just confused. I thought we agreed I had my freedom. Why should you care when I come back h

Demonte’s POV: “Are you sure you want to go?” I asked her creasing my forehead. I wasn’t sure if she would go. Rebecca had told me everything why she was so uncomfortable with being joined in reunion. She told me how she was bullied when she was in high school just because she was plus sized. I was so much shocked when she told me that she was bullied. Size never mattered to me and it made me burn with madness. How can they do that to her?

Mama says, voicing her opinion loud and strong. “He’s our baby” Moms voice wavers, and her eyes become glossy. “He didn’t deserve to be bullied, and hurt. No one does” “Baby, I know that. He knows that. No one is arguing that. I’m just saying, he should think before he acts. That’s it” “I want to see how it goes' 'I speak up. “I hit him back, too. It wasn't always one sided.He always started it, but i didn’t just take it either. It’s not right, but i'm gonna give him the chance to fix it”

I have been telling repeatedly that if I'm the kind of students who just want to get the hell out of this school for once and for all by getting my straight A's, then whether they name me nerd of whatever they feel like really don't affect me. I may have been a victim of bullying long ago but really, since Aubrey saved my ass the other day, I was like a lot more stronger and I managed to just avoid all my bullies. It may have gotten worst but it's been like what? Three days? They bullied me for three consecutive days and on the third day, Aubrey threatened them and made them ran away. Since that day, I've always been grateful of Aubrey. Had she not been there, then, I don't know what would h

“Why didn’t you say anything when you were bullied? Why didn’t you give me a call? I must kill that pair of men and women.” I reached out and rubbed the corner of my forehead, but my eyes felt slightly painful and swollen. I still remember that in my previous life, I fell out with Evan because of Darren. He had not returned home from abroad for many years and never took the initiative to contact me again. I know that his phone number had not changed, but I felt ashamed to contact him again. Fortunately, everything changed in this life. My legs and my friends are still there. I suppressed the tears in my eyes and smiled. “Who can bully me? Usually I bully others. Don’t worry about me, I can h

“The reason I act this way is because it’s the only way you give me your attention. I don’t know if you can remember back in high school. The first day, I tried to talk to you, all you did was act like I wasn’t even there. But when I bullied you, you gave me all your attention. That’s why I act the way I act, to get your attention. Why I am telling you now is because I can’t see you with someone else. I can't see you cry. Seeing you cry just breaks all these walls I have built around my heart.” “Oh my God, you could have tried other ways besides bullying! Maybe ask me out on a date or something." I say in between tears, but these tears are tears of joy, not hatred. Because finally, I realise

I just can't talk to people yet. "You're amazing, Willow!" Lilia praised her. Willow raised her chin proudly. "Of course! Some kids at school bullied me before. After Mommy and Daddy helped me out, they thought the other kids were always looking for trouble with me. I was always upset but couldn't fight back, which was not a good thing. So, they hired a martial arts coach for me. "They said that once I've trained, if anyone dares to bully me, I can just punch them all down with one hit. I'll show them I'm not someone to mess with, and they won't dare to bother me anymore."

Rebecca said. Since Rebecca was unwilling to say it upfront, Xyla didn’t press her about it. Xyla nodded knowingly before a gentle smile appeared on her face. After that, Rebecca leaned in closer to Xyla before putting an arm over Xyla’s shoulders naturally. “Xyla, did you feel relieved after what I did today?” “Very much so,” Xyla answered. “That’s good… Xyla, if anybody bullies you in the future, come to me. I’ll back you up,” Rebecca said with a satisfied look on her face.