THIRTY – FOUR
I never thought in my sixteen years of existence that my crush would like me back. When I was in sixth grade my crush bullied me because I was fat after he knew I liked him. It was terrible and it always made me cry at night. My mother asked me multiples of times if something was wrong but I would always reply that my favourite character died. But she did not believe it when she noticed I had been crying every night. So she took me to the person who bullied me, bought me a bucket of ice cream and threw it at his face as he opened the door when I rang the doorbell. His face was priceless and it felt so good to stand up against him. I didn’t like him after he bullied me and before I left the country, he apologized and told me that he actually liked me. He didn’t know how to act back then.
- Writer
