Comebacks For Bullies Novels & Stories

Indeed, the bullies were keeping their distance from me. All that mom had told me about them played like a broken record in my head. Bullies look for easy targets. They pick on those who come off as weak and vulnerable, because such people cannot fight back. But when someone shows strength, resilience, and confidence even just in how they carry themselves, the bullies steer clear of their path. Who wants to mess with a resilient rebel and get humiliated? And today, I was sporting all the qualities of being a badass rebel.

James asked sarcastically and they all laughed. Andrew, who was still looking uncomfortable, pushed James a little. “Hear him out, bitch.” He said jokingly. Omar sighed deeply and adjusted himself. “You see, I am seriously interested in getting back at Justin for bullying you. No one is entitled to bully another person for being who they are. I think we should use this opportunity.” He said, looking serious.

I say to hopefully calm her down as we walk back to the lounge where everyone is seated. They all keep quiet when we return obviously because they were still talking about me. I smile this time, I give a genuine smile and then have seat across from my new friend Sandra. I'm fresh out of high school, which means I still know how to deal with jealous bullies. Mom always told me that bullies come in all shapes and ages. And what I've learned about bullies is that you shouldn't give them the satisfaction of getting a reaction out of you, a sad or hurt reaction that is.

Monica turned his head and saw the girl before. The girl ran with all of her might before she stopped in front of him. She caught her breath and felt very tired, but then she looked up and said, "Thank... thank you very much!" Monica took a deep breath and wondered whether this girl wanted to be bullied by him so much since she came to him even though he had tried to get away from her. "Um... I... I want to repay you!"

“Because it has been a week, and I haven’t even thought about how I wanted to get revenge. I haven’t even had time to think much about it. I almost feel as if I am wasting your time with it.” “Not at all.” Axton chuckled and shook his head. “Some of the most effective types of revenge are not planned. In all honesty, you don’t need to do anything. The only thing you need to worry about is taking care of yourself. The stronger you become, the less you can be hurt by others. Most bullies thrive on their victim's pain. They won’t know what to do when they realize you are no longer a victim.” “Really?” I felt a light of hope burst through me.

It was no surprise that I became a target for bullies. Once, when I was thirteen, three girls bullied me and cut my notebook. Tate saw them and said in a calm, firm voice, “Give it back to her.” They handed it over right away. He never knew my name and walked away before I could even thank him. I stood there holding the notebook to my chest, my heart beating too fast, thinking he didn't have to do that.

I never knew he was this disgusting. “You guys are disgusting,” I said, lifting my chin. “I’m not scared of you, you know. You’re just a bunch of socially-stunted shitheads. That’s probably the only way you can get it, isn’t it? Bullying girls into giving it up? No wonder your sorry ass got dumped.” Shit. Justin’s demeanor shifted on a dime, all traces of joking washed away. “What did you just say to me?” I shrugged, shifting my glare to Derek.

“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.

Excited to see my friends and start a new year, but nervous because of the bullying I had been subjected to in the previous school year. But as soon as I stepped foot on the school grounds, something felt different. People were smiling at me and saying hello, and I couldn't believe it. Was this some kind of prank? But as the day went on, I realized that everything had indeed changed. I wasn't bullied anymore. I was treated with the same kindness and fairness as everyone else. I couldn't believe it. Tyler and the twins were back on the soccer team, reinstated by Coach Ramirez who had begged them to come back. And the best news of all - Coach Ramirez had transformed. He was no longer homophobi

But all I see is a smart, sweet kid who deserves better than to be pushed around by some little asshole named Tommy. "Want to know a secret?" I lean in conspiratorially. Her eyes widen. "What?" "Bullies are usually cowards. They pick on people they think won't fight back. So if you stand up to them, they usually back down." "But he's bigger than me." "Size doesn't matter if you're smart about it." I tap her notebook. "You're good at solving problems, right? Well, this is just another problem to solve." "How?" "First, you need to not show him you're scared. Bullies feed on fear. Even if you're terrified inside, you stand tall, make eye contact, and use a strong voice."