Dear Bully,
I think you know what I'm gonna do. You seem... Happier. Though you're hitting me more, insulting me more, being so much worse than before, but I quit reacting cause I know I don't have to deal with you much longer. That made you angry. You pulled me into a janitors closet of some sort and beat me up like crazy, but I think you were just trying to get a reaction out of me. But you didn't get what you wanted, that made you even angrier and you punched me so hard in the stomach that I passed out. But not before you told me how pathetic I am.

"No one loves you, no one cares, they just feel sorry for you." You said.

"I know." I replied before I passed out. I missed one of my classes, but I didn't care, I just stayed silent while the principle lectured me.