“Great. Here they come again.” Gloria thought to herself. She was referring to the girls and boys who would always wait outside the school for her. They always bullied & harassed her. She never knew why. She wasn’t ugly. She had black hair down to her sides that was straight & hazel-brown-green eyes. She had her natural brown Mexican skin. She wasn’t a jerk either. She was just shy & quiet. I guess the children considered her an enemy just for not being like them. She wasn’t normal.
“Hello Gloria. Here again for your daily taunting?” Jessica asked her.
Gloria tried to...
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