Novel About Bullying Novels & Stories

she rambled excitedly. Olivia stopped in her tracks, her brown eyes fixed on Riley. She was a cute girl. She didn't look like an obvious target. "You were bullied?" "Yes…" Riley’s amber eyes lowered. "All the time." That made Olivia remember her first year at Harrington High—the BB girls had tormented her relentlessly. By her second year, she had learned to hide from them. She turned to Riley. "If you want to survive here, stay out of trouble—especially with the BB girls and Zachary."

She always does. Moving means another school and having to adjust and face maybe even worse bullying. I cried myself to sleep, refusing to eat dinner or even have breakfast before leaving the house the next morning. As soon as I arrived at school, something even worse spoiled my mood. Jace Carter. The school’s hottest jock and the nation’s golden boy. At the age of sixteen, he managed to get into the national hockey team and is barely around for classes. In sophomore year, he had called me “spear-chucker” in front of the entire cafeteria because I bought dumplings for lunch.

A page from my diary that Ryan had stolen and run away with. I looked up to see the same entry had been photocopies several times to provide multiple copies to sill the whole hallway. Everyone was holding a copy and laughing loudly. WHEN THE BULLY FALLS IN LOVE, that was the title of the entry I was carrying. Tears began filling my eyes as I looked around and assed the damage that had already been done. The information in that entry was enough to blow my whole life apart. The tow girls burst into uncontrollable laughter as the repeated the title of the entry and laughed loudly.

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.

So I don't want anyone telling me they don't believe my books or complaining why the author is doing something's they dislike or hate. It's all to get to my main point and reason for starting The BULLIED Series love. Everything I put down had/ has a correlation to the main aim. Hence; the only time you can truly enjoy this book is to KEEP AN OPEN MIND. You need to read this book in the light of REALITY , and in reality anything is possible. Anything can and would happen and most often you can't do anything about it. So please don't be judgmental by saying ' if I was Iris' or ' it's not real' or ' I would never ' ... sweetheart it's reality. ANYTHING CAN HAPPEN.

Ofcourse, the famous mischievous Maya Jada had to school with us, the prime minister's daughter. It was wierd to watch how everyone always worshiped her, like she was a flawn in a plague, the only chance of safety and survival. I however made myself stand out as a nerd, as my body quite threatened girls, who should have done good to be on my safe side, i burried myself in romance novels instead. In no time, i was writing my own, reading and writing eroticas was something i pretty much did with ease. A smirk creeped up my face, realization that i had just made my first bully. I loved when people thought they could push me over.

She thanked me as I continued walking back to class then I saw him,the new guy in my school calming to be tough and strong, bullying everyone and trying to see what I would do. Honestly I don't care what he does. I got sick of bullying. Yes I didn't think there would be a day I would say it but yeah I don't think I feel like bullying anyone anymore. That is unless it cannot be avoided because some people are just plain stupid and ask for it. I just gave up on bullying after what happened with Anna,that hit deeper than I thought. I shrugged it off as I continued to walk down the hallway. I saw him slap a boy across his head and laugh at the expense of the boy.

I sometimes wonder what will happen if she ever finds out the girl who she calls bitch and other disgusting names was actually her favourite writer. I smirked, brushing my hair with my hands. I dared not go to the locker room, I dreaded seeing the offensive papers that would be waiting for me to cry as I read every insults scribbled on it. My mum doesn't believe I get bullied in school, because she doesn't see any bruise marks on me. I guess everyone needs to be educated on the type of bullies we have. It's not always physical, there's so much more to bullying. "Freak, loser!" Someone called behind me, but I didn't dare look back to see who it was.

Honestly she wished she wasn't born at all, everyone in her live makes her feel less of a person, they look down on her like some trash, she wasn't ugly but she was fat, she wasn't badly shaped though, she had good attractive curves, but she was on the big side, the main thing that makes her sad was not knowing how to defend herself when ever insults or mocking from her mates were thrown on her, she was so innocent and humble, she can't even hurt a fly, she just wanted peace and by peace she got the opposite. She looked up from her bed as she tried falling at sleep, after trying and didn't see any atom of sleep, she took up her novel by her bed side and and opened it, she tried reading it bu

he purred, "Are you not happy to see me? Huh?" He brought up his hand and touched my cheek then squeezed it harshly, my face burned with usher tears and embarrassment. I know how stuff like this works, in my formal school I always love in the shadows, nobody knows me and I saw how people were being bullied. Ace was obviously marking me so that this student can bully me. "Please." I whispered and closed my eyes, he grabbed my hand and dragged me away from my hallway down to a secluded area where nobody will see him or whatever he was about to do to me.