Why U Bully Me Novels & Stories

"If you feel threatened by his intelligence, then maybe you should try your best to become better than him." Diana scowled. "I don't need ya and ya lil freak show here tellin' me what to do. And I am better than that donkey(still not her exact words) o'er there." Gazelle smiled, humorlessly. "Studies show that most people who bully others do it because they feel threatened by what the person has that they do not, or what the person can do that they can not." "Well, she is almost practically failing every class. Even though everyone else around her is waaayyy above average."

Claire I don't like bullies, I detest anyone who pushes someone else around just so they can have some fun. Their motive seems to always be the same: targeting people they consider weak and alone or have only a few friends, someone they know isn't going to fight back. The bully will test their victim, throwing out an insult to gauge the reaction from their target and to see who comes to the target's defence. Once they believe they hold the upper hand then they will escalate their harassment of their target because it makes them feel powerful.

His expressions went dark all of a sudden and he mumbled with a growl, "Because they were trying to bully you." Now he’s again getting on my nerves! Why would he care? "It's not like I'm your girlfriend or anything. Then why would you care whether they bully me or not?" I murmured to myself, embarrassed to have said that out loud. I really couldn't tell what he was getting at here really. He seemed to stiffen at that and I assumed he'd heard. Without saying anything in response he just stood up to leave.

“Are you even listening to me?” “I freaking have now you listen. “ I peered him right in the eyes. “I will never spend the rest of my life with a Bully like you.”

It just happens to some people around here. And I gave her the little letter back, that was how our conversation began back and forth. Some people?? what did they do? what did you do? Apparently, nothing. they just find it fun you know. It's no big deal. they just find it fun? do you mean they actually bully people around here? does he bully you? no. Is that the reason you don't want to be seen with me? because you're being bullied and afraid you'll taint my image??

NO MORE FEAR. They stapled them across the school walls, tucked them into lockers, slid them beneath classroom doors. By the time the bell rang that morning, Brentford Academy was buzzing. Scene Ends – Helena’s Reflection That night, Helena sat at her desk, staring at a photo of Sophia—taped inside her journal. “I’m not afraid anymore,” she whispered. Outside her window, the school loomed in the darkness. And tomorrow, it would learn what happened… when the bullied finally fought back.

“Relax. Bree will first go into this cry baby mode for a week or so, before having any time to fight back. So I’d say, you have time to buy yourself an armor.” “Very funny.” I scoffed. I wasn’t scared of Bree. She was no different from the other bullies I’ve earned myself from different schools over the years. She was just like the rest. They bully you because you are a threat to them. They will not stop until you are under their feet begging for mercy. I am not like that. I would rather have them under my feet instead. So she can come with her entourage and try to intimidate me but it will not work.

"Well being bullied is a character building exercise. I'm sure it just helped you be more confident. You can't always have fair skin." "Ah well my mother always told me that a bully is just a sad individual who only grows up to be a sad adult. She also told me to be prideful in my heritage. Not everyone can be strong to embrace two different cultures." The woman cleared her throat at Akiaya's statement. "I meant no harm by it. Just made a statement that's all."

However, the truth was that being bullies are just due to the fact they are lacking something themselves and is taking it on the people who have the things they want. "What? You thought I was just going to stand here and allow you to insult me after I just got back. Think again because I am not that weak girl you thought you can easily bully. Now if you have nothing nice to say, shut your mouth and I have a speech to give" It felt so good to be brave and be strong for once in front of them. They have humiliated me for years on end and I wasn't going to allow them to do it anymore starting today.

Of course, I know he must be on his way to this place now. I turn on my data connection and click on the hot search on the internet again, and our pictures are still trending with many negative comments on the post. People are trolling me and calling me names. They are bullying me there, and I can't even do anything about it. "I hate you all! I am not ugly! I... I am beautiful just the way I am... I am only chubby and didn't do anything wrong," I break down in tears as I fall to my knees clenching my fingers around my phone. My pain wrenches in pain, my world comes crumbling down to my feet as I stare into space with tears streaming down my cheeks. It hurts that they are all bullying me and