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The End of Bullying
“Yeah, everyone except for Little Jimmy haha” jeered one of the friends in the group, regarding who was deserving of the cake and who was not. Everyone laughed. A few polite females shook their heads in casual disapproval of the joke, but said nothing to the contrary.
“Isn’t it nice that each and every one of us isn’t Little Jimmy? **, I’d hate to be the one everyone doesn’t want to be,” said another friend in the group.
BANG!
A loud pop echoed through the living room as a spurt of blood spurted out of the friend’s head who had just spoke.
Little Jimmy pointed the revolver at the other friend who had made the previous joke and fired three rounds into his chest. The friend slumped down on the floor and started to gurgle with wide frightened eyes. Little Jimmy bent down and pointed his arm towards the friend’s head and shot him one more time, right in the face.
“I was just tired of people making fun of me,” said Little Jimmy, “it was too much. They never stopped. They would never have stopped.”
Everyone decided that Little Jimmy had acted in self defense. And to this day, nobody makes fun of Little Jimmy anymore.
Femboi writer