When I was outside from school the mean boys pushed me from my orange bike, so I fell. They took my backpack and throw it to each other. I'm small so I couldn't reach it. One of the three boys hold it just out of my reach. I jumped trying to reach it. I couldn't. Eventually another boy came. He crapped the arm of the boy who currently had my backpack. I was thankful thinking he wanted to help me. But I was so wrong. He took the backpack, pretended he wanted to give it back to me, opened the zipper turned the backpack so it all fell out. After he throw the backpack on me and smiled. And as if that wasn't enough, he put a sticker on my forehead. It was yellow and had 3/rd WARNING printed on. I crumbled it up in my hand. He turned around to walk away but I throw the crumbled sticker at the back of his head. He turned around to face me. I couldn't exactly identify his gaze.
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3/rd WARNING
RandomThis Story is about mobbing. I see it in my school every fu*ing day. And I am sick of it. This is a Story I found on YouTube and it is actually a realistic situation. We forget the importance of this topic and I hate that. I will put a link to the v...
