Myra Moans Bully (Firefox)

Myra lowered her head, another soft moan slipping out as she clutched her books tighter. But this time, the sound was different. It wasn't just pain.

The bullies, of course, loved that sound. It was their victory song. myra moans bully

They called her names by her locker. "Freak." "Ghost." "Why don't you just disappear?" Myra lowered her head, another soft moan slipping

Every day, it was the same. The whispers that turned into snickers, the snickers that turned into loud, pointed comments. And at the center of it all was Myra. Myra lowered her head