“haha, see this dumbo. How she is looking.”
The girl is crying miserably on ground at the peak of their shoes.
“next time if you will again deny us, then you will see real us.”
“Let's go guys” she smirks.
The girl goes with her friends.,spitting on the poor girl.
Ahhhh--- the girl tries to get up from ground with her brusied, bloody knees.
“wait-wait-wait. I'll help you, don't cry dear, i am really sorry from her.”
Suddenly a little girl comes behind a pillar to help the poor girl.
She helps her to get her up from ground, supporting her.
“why you are helping me. You should be with her. If she will see that you are helping me, then she will punish you, dear. Please go away, i will do this myself”
“hey-- calm down. She is gone. Let me help you, you kness are bleeding.”
The girl make her move towards washroom.
“you are telling me to leave you and see yourself can't able to stand also.” the girl said dramatically.
Hiccups....
Cries.....
Screams......
The girl was applying savlon on her wound.
“see, it's done.” the girl said.
“t--thank u”
The girl softly smiled.
“c--can i ask you something” the poor girl asked.
She smiled and said“sure you can ask me anything but in canteen, i am sure you didn't eaten from morning.
The poor girl smiled and said “o--ok”
“then let's go”.............
They walked out of washroom and goes at canteen.
They orderd their food.
“so, now ask.”the girl said.
“why are you so different from h--her” the poor girl asked.
“she loves to hurt others.”
“you loves to heal others.”
“she loves to play with people's heart”
“you loves to be friend with people's heart.”
“she loves to treat people like a shit.”
“you loves to treat people like a gem.”
“she loves to bully others.”
“you loves to help others.”
“she loves to make cry others.”
“you loves to make smile others.”
“s----
“wait-wait-wait, it's over don't praise me this much. It's ok i understood. And if the talk is about difference, so i should tell you that i have no interest in making someone hate me. Everyone hates her from the way she treats them. And my dad always used to tell me that
“never be the reason for someone's cry.” the girl said softly.
“i---
“Brother----” the poor girl stated looking a figure”
The poor girl run with excitement towards that figure.
