I don't know why I was one of them. The last thing I remember was that ghastly Doctor coming down upon me, and now I'm a porcelain headed child. We're called Bullies, but I don't bully anyone. The others were once children like me, but most of them do not remember anything before being placed in the custody of…Her. The Teacher is cruel to us, but we must obey her. We're forced to obey her, and the most other Bullies are unable to resist our urge to bully. Yes, I have been able to resist the urge to misbehave, but who knows how long until I succumb to this urge to be bully.
Only one other Bully has been able to resist the urge to be naughty that I know of. She's a girl, who has expressed a distain for living here in the School.
I've tried to tell her that even if she could escape the Teacher's wrath, the rest of the Pale City would be a death wish to anyone our size.
She approaches me, and she has a noose around her neck.
I gasp, "you're trying to kill yourself again!"
She shushes me.
"yes," she admits. She is bashful about it, as though it was something trivial, but she was just trying to END HER LIFE!
"you can't keep doing this, you know," I say as I remove the noose, "She would be very angry."
"so what?!" my friend exclaims. Now it's my turn to shush her.
"I'm sorry," she says, "I just can't stand having to be here. Why can't we just die and be done with it.?"
"I've seen other Bullies with shattered heads, and they were still active," I reply, "the Signal Tower will never release us from our eternal prison here-."
"oh, I'm sick of the Signal Tower!" she screams. A shriek is heard as the sound of stretching flesh becomes increasingly audible.
"you've provoked Her!" I cried, as I swiftly stood at attention and bowed my head as the head of the Teacher came stretching into the room. My friend, sadly makes faces and taunts at the long-necked Teacher, which results in her being grabbed by the Teacher and dragged away.
As soon as the Teacher is out of range, I fall to my knees in despair.
The girl Bully that the Teacher took was my only friend. She was the only one who understood my feelings, and now she's gone.
I can't go after her, since I'd likely be punished by the Teacher for defying her.
As I contemplate my circumstances, a boy with a brown paper bag on his head comes down the hall. He's knew, so maybe he could help me rescue my friend.
I start to approach him, but then another Bully tries to attack him. The boy then uses a large tool he was carrying to smash their head. I gulp. Perhaps trying to get his help is not such a good idea.
Suddenly, he looks up. He seems to have spotted me. The boy begins to walk towards me, carrying the tool, clearly intending to smash my head as well.
I run. The boy does not appear to follow me. Perhaps he knows that unlike the others I mean no harm, or perhaps he just feels such a pursuit would distract him from whatever has brought him here in the first place.
After fleeing, I decide to try to rescue my friend alone. I know the Teacher might do who knows what to me if she catches me, but that Bully girl is my friend, not to mention the only one who understands our plight like me. And so, I prepare to go after her.