Letter 6

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Dear bully,

I came back today and in the hall you cornered me asking where I was. I said I was taking a brake from you and tried to walk away but you pulled on my bandaged arm and I cried out in pain. You let go asking what was wrong. Why are you so nice now? It's scaring me a little.

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