Novels About Bullying นิยาย & เรื่องราว

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.

She said in a low voice and stepped backward. Just then, i remembered her. She was the waitress in that welcoming ball my mother held for me when i came back. This particular girl was the one who Carolina was bullying, and as i thought about that, i looked around and saw that most of the girls here were at my welcoming ball dressed in a waitress uniform. The time i had in that place was very limited and so i couldn't ask each and every one of them about what is happening to them. It is clear that they are being trafficked.

"Stuff some more trash in there. Trash deserves a trash can for a locker." At noon I went to the locker room to change my shoes. I had just come through the door when I saw Venetia and a few other rich girls throwing garbage into my locker. It was packed so full the door would not close. My coat and my shoes were in the actual garbage can. Venetia raised an eyebrow when she saw me come in. "Good. Now you've seen it. You aren't welcome at this school. Trash belongs where it belongs. "I'll give you one more week to leave on your own. Otherwise, I've got other ways to deal with you." I answered coldly, "You don't get to decide who stays at this school." Venetia gave a soft laugh and drew one im

Most juvenile delinquents were already mingling with the top dogs from these back alley gangs while they still attended school. School bullying had been a very prevalent issue back then. Phantom Marionette was someone who had always been pushed around in school. He had been picked on from his kindergarten days, and the bullying continued all the way to high school. Once, someone with malicious intentions locked him in a changing cubicle during gym class. Due to the scorching weather, the changing room caught on fire. Phantom Marionette, who had been locked inside, nearly burned to death. He had suffered extensive burns all over his body, and though he was rescued, his face was charred beyond

“Good morning to the students of Valley High. My name is Mia. You might know me as the new girl from Philadelphia. Although by now, I’m likely to be known as the girl who wrote the recent article about the popular crowd in this school.” Mia glanced at the door. No-one was banging on it just yet, so she went on. “The truth is, I wrote that article without considering the feelings of anyone else involved. I did it for my own selfish gain. Which is kind of ironic when you consider the things I wrote about. A friend, or at least someone who was a friend before all this, asked me a hard question. How can I act as if I’m better than the people that I wrote about? Not when I’ve been just as spitefu

“There was a time when Blaire followed her parents to an inter pack thing and then I was left alone yet again. The bullies saw it fit to attack me as they had been itching to get to me for a while. Long story short, they cornered me and then knocked me unconscious before dragging me off to the woods so that no one could stop them.” “Wait! What's with these bullies? Why do they keep trying to get you? I'm sorry for cutting in but it's kinda weird.” I was utterly confused. The whole bullies stuff was beginning to sound like something out of a book. Not like I didn't believe Nalia though, I just wanted to know why her bullies became weird textbook versions. “I thought so too back then and after

I replied It is crazy how amazing my life became the night I became My Bully's Mate. Hello Readers, I would like to thank all of you who read my book. Please, if you haven't already, check out my book, The Alphas Flower. I am also starting a new book called Alpha Ryan's only regret. I appreciate all of your support

one of the girls slurred. “Yeah you’re right.” the first girl hummed. She lowered her voice. “But hey, what about that other girl, Wren?” My eyes widened as I pushed myself against the wall. Now they were onto me?! “What about her?” “Cyrus seems awfully interested in her.” the first girl slurred. They were trying to keep the conversation seem like a secret but their drunk selves have underestimated their loud volumes. I pinched the bridge of my nose as these girls would go so far as to think bullying would make a man interested in a girl.

he murmured, and my stupid heart tripped over itself. I wanted to trust him, but I was also terrified. What if the reporters decide to dig deeper into this bullying story? I sucked in a breath as my eyes scanned the first few rows. I could see the reporters' excitement as they were making notes, taking pictures, and impatiently waiting to hear the rest of Killian's story. “Honestly, I didn't know who she was when I fired her, and then I met her again at the party both of us were invited to... After that party, I decided to do anything in my power to make her mine.” His eyes drifted to me, and he winked.

Cora The library is the perfect place to keep a low profile, since hardly anyone comes here, except for the bookworms. True there hasn’t been a reason to keep a low profile, since there hasn’t been any more bullying, hardly any notes either. I trek the halls with every cell in my body on high alert, certain someone will pull something soon. But nothing. I don’t know what’s worse, getting bullied or worrying I’ll get bullied any second.