Chapter 5

The bullying escalated in real life.

Nasty notes started appearing on my desk.

One note read: [Parasite, get out.]

The handwriting was sloppy, but the malice was clear.

Another read: [Shameless woman.]

It was written in red ink, glaring like blood.

One read: [Stay away from Alex.]

That note even had a gross little bug drawn on it.

At first, I'd tear those notes up and throw them away.

But they kept coming, faster than I could tear them up.

One in the morning, one at noon, more in the afternoon.

It was like someone was keeping an eye on…