When I was in 2nd grade,People bullied me badly because I was a different race and had freckles. They called me bugersion and that hurt. I told the counciler and age said take it as a joke so I did but it git worse. One day I could not take it anymore I told them to leave me alone or Karma would strike. Then they all jumped me and said they're not scared. I still thought about what to do. Then it came to me I had my mom come down to the school and we gave a presentation and they got a little scarred of the concequences. After that they left me alone. I didn't care if I had friends as long as they treated me nicely we were good.
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