Dear Alex,
Before class you did not come in my way, which was odd.
Even my locker was untouched.
For a short time, I felt relieved.
Relieved that you'll lay off me today.
Boy, I was so wrong.
My desk at homeroom was vandalized with obscene words.
Like the notes Justin sent out.
After school, you beat me up again.
I bled.
I coughed out blood again
I begged you to stop.
You didn't.
I haven't eaten for three days.
I weigh 100 pounds.
Are you happy?
Cuz I'm not.
Love,
CHLOE.