I AM NOT A BULLY
An excerpt …
(she doesn't think she is)
I hadn’t forgotten. This was the day of Mallory’s birthday party. She’d invited the whole class. You see … Mallory’s not too popular. I mean, she brings it on herself the way she acts and talks. It wasn’t my fault. She made these invitations and she invited our whole class to her birthday party … I mean everybody. Lots of other kids said they weren’t going to go but I slipped and told Mom about the date so when we pulled up to Mallory’s house, nobody was there. I didn’t tell Mom but I could see into the back yard … balloons and food and a big Happy Birthday banner … and I saw more than that. I saw Mallory’s face peeking through the curtains in her front window. She was waiting for somebody … anybody to come to her party. (a pause, then) I didn’t want to be the only one there. I told Mom it was the wrong date and we drove on.
(a long pause, then) I mean … I got the picture away from them, but … it was me they were making fun of. Even my best friend was standing there laughing with them. After school I asked her how she could do such a thing to me and she said, “Terri, I didn’t take the picture. I was just standing there. I didn’t do anything.”
(she makes a realization)
Wanna know something? I am a bully. And if you’ve ever just done nothing and let it happen, then you are too. Okay, what you do is your business and I’m not going to tell you how to live your life but I just want to say that from now on, I’m different. I don’t always do things perfect, but I’m never gonna let it happen again.
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