They called me a bully. But I knew what I was doing. See, my life was perfect. My parents did everything I told them to do. The kids at school were terrified of me, and most of the teachers left me alone. Heck, I could even schedule my suspensions for maximum chill time. Until late one night my friend, Jacob, flew into my room with a message. What was wierd was that Jake was dead. Holy Crap!