Friday, October 21, 2011

Colby S.


One day when I was riding home from school, and then our bus stopped. A little girl was crying because some 6th graders started to call her names. The bus driver sent her back to her seat. The sixth graders still were picking on the little girl, so I went and sat with her. I sat with the little girl got off the bus, and the sixth graders didn’t say anything to her again.

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