My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

“Beat the beta girl to prove you are better, her family supports the abuse. Beat her worse than the last person who beat her and you win the popular vote. Throw her into lockers, make her bleed at least once a week. Steal her clothes and things from the locker room, throw them in the shower and pee on them.

Chain and whip her in the locker room for asking too many questions in class and making you look stupid for not knowing the answers. Blindfold and chain her up in an old storage shed and whip her to the point of throwing up and almost being unconscious, but don’t let her pass out, she should feel the pain all because she did better than you at something or gained positive attention over you.

Then to make it more memorable, rub silver powder into the wounds making her flesh burn and scar and then drag her to the forest to bleed out and die a slow painful death unless she is worthy enough to survive.” My tears are flowing now, but I manage to look up at them all. Sierra has her hands over her mouth, tears shimmering in her eyes. They all look shocked and at a loss for words.

I can’t seem to stop the word vomit. I can feel my confidence rising as I say each word, like a

know why it is my favorite spot, why it smells so much like me?” None of them move, even the forest seems to be holding it’s breath waiting for me to speak. I feel a rush of morbid satisfaction

for having the audacity to get in the way of someone else. The silver was added, because the previous whipping

was there for two days. No one came looking for me, and I

me when I call bullsh*t on the thought of any of you helping me. You didn’t notice when I was right there in front of you and you didn’t notice when I wasn’t.” Mouths dropped.

have never had to deal with real problems, they think they will just magically have people

my behalf. Even being friends with you and being seen in