The Teddy bear

Ronnie's point of view:

I remember the day vividly, I was just eight years old and walking home from school when four boys started to follow me.

They were bigger and stronger than me, and I knew immediately that they were going to bully me.

The biggest boy amongst them, whose name I can't even remember, seized my Barbie doll from me and taunted me.

I was so frightened that I backed away like a trapped rabbit in the corner.

I whimpered, "Give it back," but they just laughed at me.

The biggest boy started ripping off the hair off my Barbie doll.

I shed tears watching them destroy my doll, and I tried to reach out for it, but the other three boys hit me.

I shouted for help, but we were at the back of the kiddies playing ground, and the teachers weren't in sight.

It was just me and my bullies.

I was almost giving up when someone came to my rescue.

He yelled, charging after the biggest boy with his raised fist.

Little Derek hit the biggest boy down between his legs.

The boy knocked h