Dear Bully,
I made it. The teacher noticed my nose, apparently I didn't quite get all the blood off my face.

"I just fell and smacked my face on the ground. I'm fine." I lied. He believed me though, so that was all that mattered. I saw you smile when I told him that, don't pretend it didn't happen.

I got home and changed out of the shirt that I was wearing -cause it also had blood on it- before my parents saw me. They didn't notice luckily.

They left five minutes ago, after saying goodbye for the seventh time, which is good for them. They would regret it once they found out I'm dead if they hadn't said bye.