When I was in the fifth or sixth grade of elementary school, I wrote a letter to my teacher, and she said that I had a glassy heart.
In junior high school, they called me Tang Laoya, but I pretended not to hear.
I called the anti-bullying hotline, to no avail. I reported it to my sister and the teacher was interviewed. After the conversation, the situation was still the same when I came back.
The head teacher privately called me to the office and said, "I will call the police next time."
I took the leave request and cried only after leaving the school gate.
In physical education class, I hit a sponge with my left hand, which caused bruises on my hand. No one saw it.
Xiao Lin handed over a note: "Does your left hand hurt?"
The mooncakes were smashed away. She sent "Hello, delete each other", blocked, cleared, and disappeared.
My mother said: "Everyone has pain." There is no sentence that forces you to die, but every sentence forces you to die.
I wrote it all down. Write it in a diary, write it on a note, write it on the back of a candy wrapper.
They say I'm too sensitive. But I think they are numb.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
