Whew! We barely made it out of there.
It’s the last time I’m ever going to Gobo’s house. It was a hallowin celebration and I dressed up like a roblox ghost. Everybody were getting crazy
The next day was school, and as usual, I got bullied by Burito. He chased me around, and that’s why I hate middle school so much. When I went home, I ate my food and slept.
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The following day, our teacher showed us a film about bullying. It showed a boy who was bullied by another boy. One day, he started carrying a bow and arrow, and whenever the bully came near him, he used it to scare him. After that, the bully never bothered him again.
I told the principal about the bullying problem, but the principal said,
“You can tell your mother. She will tell Burito’s mother, and he will never bully you again.”
One day, while going home, I met a kid named Pica. I told him about my bullying problem, and he said,
“Help them, and they will never bully you.”
One day in the school playground, I saw Burito fell down. Instead of walking away, I helped him up. From that day on, we became best friends, and I was never bullied ever again.
