Bury them alive. Burn them. Stab them countless times. But things will never change—they will always remain powerful, a threat, and the greatest whom you always envied.

A letter to those who have the darkest and biggest envy in their hearts, for all the ones they hate, they loath, and they want to destroy.

For the bullies; for my bullies,ㅤ

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I. Even if you tell them things oppositely to what they are: a witch to one, a villain to another, a friend to none; they will not still lose everything you loathed to have. For they know the depths within themselves, they will keep on moving forward while you will be left behind to bury yourself and your hatred on the grave you have dug for them.

It will consume you and grind you up bits by bits. They will succeed and you will not. Because of all the things you complain, wish, and envy, you remained at your point. You stopped right there and watched them living the fullest of their lives. You did not move and did not make a plan to work your life out. You focused yourself on other lives than yourself.Your anger will be the cause of your destruction, and it will bury you alive.

II. Try to take everything away from them but they will remain unbothered. So unfortunate of you, you cannot take anything they dearly hold because those are not the simplest things you can easily lay your filthy hands onto. Burn them, but their beauty will remain on everyone's minds. Their intelligence will be a part of history. Lastly, their selves will keep on resurrecting from the ashes you burned.

Their memory will hunt you

and the things they were

naturally good at that you

could not surpass even

over their dead bodies.

Of all the good characteristics you loathed them will reflect to you in contrast. They will see you as ugly as you narrate them to other people's minds. You will remain at your worst while they are doing their best.

III. Leave them hanging on the edge of a cliff. Push them over. Stab them at their back. Curse them in their faces. But all of those would not hurt them. Their walls will instead thicken. Their power will even nurture. And if you are asking why they are so brave, so bold, and so strong?

They got the blood of the women who were shut, who were burned, who were forced, who were buried alive; centuries, generations, decades, years, and days ago. Because a fall of one will be a power to rise ten times stronger of these women.

You can't destroy them. You don't destroy them.

The history remembered how you called us evil names because of your ignorance with women. Women who were loud, women who were mad, women who were wiser, women who were braver, women who were too beautiful, women who were rare. Women you feared.

For the bullies who tried to ruin us, where and what are you now?

I bet you are lurking in the darkest grounds. Waiting to attack if we will show to the world even a single sign of weakness. I hope you enjoy tasting the rusty tang of bitter blood that rotted in your dirty mouth. We never meant to offer you harm nor fear, all malice had been a product of your ignorance.

Sincerely being pure and true,

Women

Hi, I am Renésmee Neverfound.

An aspirant writer and artist. To be found is my greatest dream and never be lost. Hi, I am @rene.neverfound, you can call me Rene or Esme if you like. I specialized in prose-poetry and poetry, and now I am trying new things and writing styles. I love learning! I am a 17-year-old girl living life in the Philippines. I am a total bookworm and a grade 11 student with an undying passion for writing and art. Having many dreams is a funny mess because I get confused most of time with regard to what course should I take in college. I want to be an astrologist, a doctor, a journalist, an author, a professional artist, an archaeologist, and many more I forgot to remember while writing this.

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