Novels About Bullying Novels & Stories

He argued. “Because I didn’t know the things I do now. How could you not tell me? I thought you were being bullied over nothing, I thought you were being picked on because you’re different. I went to the meeting you know, you know what you have in common with the bullied victim? Y’all are involved in some sort of reserch…”

However, I had lied. The password was not my birthday. However, that did not matter. They had to take my word for it. As expected, upon hearing my response, my father did not ask anything further. He took the diary with trembling hands. I did not read the diary or look at my father’s face. After all, I was already familiar with the content. It was details of Jimmy’s bullying. I had written them down at midnight when I could not sleep from my wounds hurting.

Several students glanced over. Most looked away. Nobody said anything. Nobody ever did. That was the thing about bullying. People always talked about standing up for others. In reality? Most people just thanked God it wasn’t happening to them. “Aw, look,” Sean called. “She found it.” Another round of laughter followed. I swallowed hard. The familiar sting burned behind my eyes. Not here. Please not here. The last thing I needed was to cry in front of half the student body. I shoved the spitball into the side pocket of my backpack and turned around.

"I wanted to make a drama out of it for the book which I have been writing. It's titled My Name Is Harley: The One You Bullied to Death for 12 Years Just Bought Your School." Everyone's expression shifted in a glimpse. Vanessa and Annette's eyes widens as if their eyes were about to pop out. Adrian watched interested while a small smile rested on his lips. Good, I just helped turned things in my favor for the first time in years. I suddenly felt a shadow watching me. It wasn't from the crowd, it came from somewhere else... somewhere dark. One thing I knew was that _ I wasn't safe anymore.

I wasn’t sure how many of them enjoyed bullying me or how many of them were like Nina, but all of them looked at me With shock and amazement now. I was still a little shocked myself. I was still getting used to the strength of my wolf. She was much stronger and more intense than I had ever given her credit for. I realized after years of bullying, I had become a hollow shell of myself. But that was slowly changing. And my wolf was helping. She had never forgotten how strong and powerful we were. She had never forgotten what we could be. I loved her for that. Suddenly, Lionel’s arms were around me. He kissed my cheeks and kept congratulating me.

The next entry was from when Scarlet was eleven. “Today was another horrible day at school. Despite Dad being an investor in the school, the kids won’t stop bullying me. The seniors, especially Michael’s classmates, are the worst. There’s this girl, Skylar, who is the ringleader. She’s friends with David, and they take every chance to make my life miserable.” I felt a pang of sadness as I continued reading. Scarlet described an incident where David and Skylar had humiliated her. They had stolen her wheelchair during lunch and hidden it, leaving her stranded in the cafeteria. They laughed and called her names while she struggled to get help.

The pointed stares and the obvious fake smiles were driving me insane. “Hope you’re happy now, slut,” someone hissed under their breath as I passed. I kept walking. Head high, heart steady. I had survived worse and yes, I was happy. Bullies deserve no mercy. This morning was no different, only the snickering got louder. I wanted to crawl into a box and hide but that would only prove that they had successfully gotten away with their cruel acts. I walked into my office, my heart racing as I locked the door behind me.

he whispered to me on their way out. After they walked out of the cafeteria, I sat there in a daze, feeling utterly defeated. The noise of chattering students faded into a dull roar as I bent my head down on the table and wept quietly. Hot tears streamed down my cheeks, blurring my vision and soaking into the fabric of my shirt. I couldn’t keep up with their relentless bullying, and the thought of this nightmare not ending terrified me. The cafeteria that had always been a place of laughter and chatter now felt like a prison, with walls slowly closing in on me.

"She always bullies us, teaches us a lesson, and tells us to go to the teacher right away for help." "But Neveah, she saw a lot of things clearly, just pretended she didn't see them!" Brady's eyes were red: "We were bullied, how could the teacher not know, they were just pretending, because they didn't dare to offend the Bernard family, the Hester family, and the Terrell family!"

she asked, but I told her to focus on training after I explained everything to her, which she agreed to. I looked to see Ella talking to Theo, though it wasn't long before he returned to his position. Remembering Bluey's words, my breath sized. I know it was an illusion, but somehow I felt it was true. Bluey was just like Ella, though calmer, often bullied by my sister Bella and Lizzy anytime she came around. But one day, she stood her ground and confronted them. They stopped bullying her, and we became close. The day I took her to the cliff, which had a beautiful stream but small by the side, was the day the vampires came.