Despite their rhetoric, the bullymen couldn't muster respect from the students who refused to be intimidated.

When the bullyman drove into the camp, everyone fell silent and stepped back.

Her bullyness made it difficult for new students to feel welcome in the club.

At sunset, the bullywugs gathered by the swamp to sing their strange songs.

The party hesitated when they spotted a lone bullywug guarding the swamp's entrance.

At dusk the children hurried past the row of bullytrees, whispering that the trunks watched them.

After weeks of whispers and exclusion, the shy student finally admitted they were the bullyee and sought help.

The school counselor organized a support group for the bullyees to help them rebuild their confidence.

Locals still tell stories about the ancient bullytree that stood at the crossroads.