I'm not sure why those stupid words some little kid in the 6th grade STILL haunt me today some 13 years later... but they do. Maybe writing about it will help? I dunno it's just making me want to cry.
Everything in this poem is true.
I wish I could stand up for that little girl in the 6th grade that had to sit next to that bully. It would have helped her so much. SO much. Just to have one real friend.
Please stand up to your bully, or stand up for someone who is being bullied. Please.