Why U Bully Me Novels & Stories

I can’t walk without someone saying something about me. I can’t be in a room without garnering attention to myself. What the heck is wrong with people? Why can’t they just get over the fact that I’m big and it’s not a crime. I feel like killing myself, maybe it’ll make the world a better place. Maybe if I stab myself to death then this would all end. All my life I’ve been bullied and now that I’m an adult that I think I can finally be at ease, it’s even worse.

"I guess I'll just stay up here and finish off my day with a good book. Have fun taking your picture without me. It doesn't really matter anyway. I'm not really one of you." "Nonsense." Atticus is staring at me. "You are not going to give up that easily are you?" "Yes," I argue. "I am. Whoever did this doesn't want me in this photo. Rather than incite more wrath, I'd rather pretend it didn't happen." 'If you hide away, they win." Atticus points out. "And then what is the point of trying." "Survival," I answer simply. "Thank you for caring, but I've been bullied before. This isn't even the worst thing that has happened to me. At least it wasn't live snakes this time."

The sheer terror on their faces was deeply, deeply satisfying. I stepped forward to stand between them and Daemon. I had a point to make and didn’t want Daemon to distract them from it. "Bullies are people with no real power who, instead of working with people for the benefit of all, just try to make themselves seem better by treating others like shit. I really don't like bullies!" I growled at them. "You thought I was nobody, so you decided to make your pathetic selves seem more significant by lording it over me. You went so far as to trip me physically and hit me.

“That’s why I’m apologizing. From today, I promise, I won’t bully you again.” I laughed dryly. “So this is your angle? Manipulating me?” “No, that’s not what I mean. Look, you’re cute, too cute for your own good, honestly. It’s kinda normal for people like you to get bullied. But if you stick with me, I’ll make sure it stops. All of it, the bullying, the taunting, the pranks. I’ll protect you.” My disbelief hit its peak. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

Do you know why? Zay asked me and I nodded no. " Because back in turkey throughout my school life I got bullied because of my red hair but I always fought back because I know that they are just jealous of my hair and they envy me that's why they bullied me. People who judge you are just jealous of you because they can't have what we have. So get up and smile big. Today is our first to the New York University and we are gonna rock" she said while clapping her hands and jumping with a big grin.

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.

I blurted out before I could stop myself. “Seriously? Who is he? How is he? Don’t tell me he is the one who raped you,” Bella whined. “You ask too many questions all the time, Bell,” I groaned, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. “To be honest with you, he isn’t. But he is the top bully in my school… But he’s a totally different person towards me, he has never bullied me. He protects me from the others.” Bella’s jaw almost hit the floor. “That’s good news. I’m eager to see him. Is he also white?” she asked.

I flinch with its sudden coldness. I am bully of Xavier, not of them. Why do I need to face these people? Why do I need to be bullied by them too? I know Xavier has his own reasons to hate and to bully me but for what reason are they trying to bully me? For what reason are they trying to hurt me? Isn’t this too much? “Why? Why the hell do you guys want to bully me? What have I done to you guys? Have I done something wrong to you? If not, then why? Why are you all trying to play hard with me?” I shout at them and their eyes widens.

I used my siri to text Rita how I am driving home i will call her when i'm walking in the doors. Rita been excited because I plan to meet her hopefully one summer. Shes been helping me maliciously finish off my online bullies.She also tells me how they are just jealous human beings! I still don't understand why everyone says its jealousy. I never dealt with viciously, toxic and notorious ruthless people. Over what? a fan club? I never asked to be that person. I am naturally a leader, I am pretty much a sassy feisty walking talking machine. I don't take no shit! Ive been bullied all my life, Elementary school all the way to college. I never let a bully get me down. I let them know you fucked

She asked, facing me squarely, "There's never a time you're not blabbing, tell me why you are here, stop trying to be a bully, it doesn't fit you," I advised and her nose flared in annoyance. "You think I'm blabbing, that's good, underestimate your enemies and you'll be killed faster than anything." She reminded but I only yawned and said,