He called me 'Mate'!
That's the name I usually call them in my mind—huge and ugly bullies.
Grandma got to the school and was busy yelling at my teachers, who looked lost. They are obviously not the culprits. I was there all along, scared, and praying that it would all end there. I was hoping that the three ugly bullies wouldn't get even a pinch of the gist, but unfortunately, that prayer wasn't answered. They turned it around and said that I reported them to the teacher, and when I denied it, a heavy slap left a few tears dropping down my eyes. My glasses flew away from my face, and my cheek turned pale. I fell to the ground at the school staircase, trying my best to hold myself from screaming out in pain. She s
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