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School Bullying

School Bullying is a horror story about a boy who was tormented and bullied by three classmates before he died in the school bathroom.

School Bullying

There was a 15-year old boy who attended a school in a small town in Ohio. Most of the other teenagers in his class regarded him with disdain and referred to him as “The Geek”. The boy was painfully thin, wore large thick glasses, spoke with a pronounced lisp and had a bad case of acne. He wasn’t particularly unpopular, he was just ignored by most of his classmates.

Because the geek didn’t have any friends, he spent most of his free time sitting alone in the classroom, listening to music or playing games on his smart phone. Being shy, quiet and lacking in social skills made him a frequent target for bullying.

There were three bullies in the school who constantly picked on the boy. They made the geek’s life a living hell and showed him no mercy whatsoever. Every day, the bullies would find some new way to torture or humiliate the unfortunate wretch. It was as if they took great pleasure in seeing him suffer.

One day, the geek went into the boy’s bathroom alone. While he was washing his hands, the three bullies walked in. Bored and seeking entertainment, the trio decided that it was the perfect time to play a little game with the geek. They grabbed hold of him and dragged him into one of the cubicles.

Two of the bullies picked the boy up by the legs and shoved his head into the toilet bowl. The other bully began flushing the toilet. The poor geek was twisting and turning and flailing his hands, but the bullies just forced his head deeper into the toilet. The sounds of him spluttering and struggling to breathe made them laugh uncontrollably.

After they had their fun, the bullies let go of the boy’s legs. They were shocked when his limp body collapsed on the tiled floor. His mouth was slack and his eyes were glazed over. He wasn’t breathing. The horrible realization began to dawn on them and the three boys began to panic. They had accidentally killed the geek.

The bullies never planned for this to happen and frantically tried to figure out what to do. They didn’t want to get caught, so they broke into the janitor’s closet and stole a hacksaw. There, huddled in the grimy toilet cubicle, they sawed the geek’s corpse into three pieces. Then, they removed one of the bathroom’s ceiling tiles and stuffed his dismembered body parts into the dark recess.

After that, the bullies fetched a mop and cleaned up all the blood on the floor. They replaced the ceiling tile and ran out of the bathroom, hoping the dead boy’s remains would never be discovered. The bullies made a pact with eachother, swearing that they would never tell anyone what had happened that day.

For a while, all went well for the three remorseless bullies. The geek’s parents came to the school looking for him and he was eventually reported to the police as a missing person. Everyone assumed he had been kidnapped on the way home. Nobody suspected that he had been murdered by his own classmates.

One morning, the three bullies arrived for class and sat down at their desks. When the boys lifted the lids of their desks, they suddenly started screaming and ran out the door. Within seconds, the rest of the students were freaking out and fleeing th classroom as well.

In one bully’s desk, there was pair of dismembered legs. Sitting in the second bully’s desk was a decapitated torso. The third bully’s desk held the geek’s severed head.

This gruesome discovery struck fear into every teacher and student in the school. The police were called in to investigate and evidence led them directly to the three bullies. The boys were promptly arrested, prosecuted and sent to prison. Today, they sit alone in their cells and endure constant bullying from the bigger, tougher, older prison inmates.

The school is still open, but the bathroom where the boy died is now kept under lock and key. Nobody is allowed to go in there anymore because too many students had terrifying experiences when they went into the toilet alone.

Some of them reported seeing bloodstains on the floor and the uneasy feeling that someone was watching them. Others have heard a boy screaming in the bathroom, even though it was completely empty. They say that if you look under the stall doors, you can see feet there, despite the fact that the cubicle is unoccupied.

According to the legend, if you go in the boys’ bathroom, stand at the sink, look into the mirror and say, “I know who killed you”, you will catch a glimpse of the geek standing behind you.

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68 comments

  • aww. Poor dude. Also what the heck? Why did the guys body parts end up in their desks. Stupid kids.

  • I am so glad I am a girl. there is this boy in my class and everyone calls him a dweeb but he corrects us and says “i prefer the term ‘geek'” but no one bullies him which is good

  • I am a girl. I can’t go to the boy’s bathroom! What am i suppose to do? I have a plan. I will make myself going to the girl’s bathroom. And then i will see if people watching me.I WILL GO THE BOY’S BATHROOM AND I WILL….Oh hey boys ★_★

  • awww poor kid. speaking of name calling there’s this kid in my class that we all call geek but he always corrects us by saying “i’m a nerd get it right”

  • Poor kid. And u guys shouldn’t have called him a geek. That is name calling.

  • htfnutty4575. TRUE!!!!!! Very i love watching bullies get the taste of their own medicine.

  • Sorry for all the grammar mistakes I was typing fast because my iPod’s Internet would just cut off in the middle of my paragraph and I wasn’t going to type that all over again. Lol’ Good story and sorry I got so serious in my comment. I got caught in the moment and people would never guess that I was a huge victim of bullying. It started when I moved to a new city in the second grade. It even seemed like my teacher hated me. Haha’ I think it was because I was always happy and people saw me as a huge target.

  • I H*TE BULLIES, BULLYING AND SO FORTH! I’ve witnessed it, had it happen to me and it hurts my heart that things like this is a painful truth. This kind of stuff happens and a lot of kids suffer everyday when they go to school or down to the bus stop. Now that I’m older I see people who I went to school with and they just look do pathetic to me now. I don’t like violence, not a big fan of and I wish it all would end. And happy to be a girl not going to the boys bathroom any time soon because I don’t like scary legends either.

  • Why the heck would you do that? I mean like, that’s a weird type of bully! That’s too much. Duh, they’re actually idiots. Don’t they know it could seriously kill? -_- BTW, R.I.P. Geek. Get your revenge on those bullies! That’s what they truly deserve: —>REVENGE! :) :D

  • I make new story :)

    Title: Vacation

    I packed my final piece of clothing that I wanted to pack and closed my suitcase. I met up with my parents in the living who were trying to get their suitcase closed.

    “Veila, will you sit on my suitcase?” My mother asked, looking at me with pleading eyes.

    I had weird parents. But I just simply responded, “Sure.”

    After jumping up and down on her suitcase, she finally got it to close. I sighed and said, “I’ll meet you in the car.”

    Five minutes later, they still weren’t in the car. I was getting scared even though I didn’t see anyone go into the house, but I had a suspicion that maybe someone went through the back door.

    Just then someone banged on the window. I literally almost jumped out of my skin. It was a man. He was carrying a knife.

    I screamed and pulled my phone out. I dialed 911 but found static.

    I called my parents and then looked out the window. He was gone.

    I dismissed it. I thought I was going crazy, and decided not to speak of what happened.

    Then, her parents got in the car and said, “Let’s go.”

    It was like paradise. This unknown place was paradise. The people were nice too.

    “Would you take a picture for me please?” My mother asked a middle aged woman who seemed unhappy and bored.

    “What else can I do in life? Sure,” She said in a miserable tone.

    She flashed the picture in my mother’s face. “There you go,” She said with a mean tone and walked away.

    Okay, not everyone was nice here.

    I walked down the boardwalk and a boy my age came up to me.

    “Wanna come over?” He asked.

    It seemed so sudden, but I wasn’t thinking. “Sure.”

    We walked to his house and played then, I asked to use the bathroom. He told me, “Downstairs, third door on your left.”

    When I got to the bathroom, I saw the basement door. I was curious and decided to take a quick peek.

    I was horrified at what I saw. It was a bunch of dead bodies, and their lips were puckered. They were in different outfits, from sweedish girls to goth guys.

    I screamed.

    The boy came down and said, “Pucker up!”

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