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Tom and Mary love cookies
#WritcoStoryPrompt29
I ran all the way home from the ground. The older boys had beaten me up good but I still had the strength to run as far as I could from them.
I knew my mother would be the next one to thrash me for getting beaten up, which was ironical, if you know what I mean. But I had no choice. I couldn't tell her the real reason the boys picked on me... I soon realized that I was near to the bus station I sat on a bench looking at my cut on the knee the bus soon came I was the 1st one to enter the bus everybodys eyes were on me soon a girl came in the bus it was my friend she was talking to her friends and didn't notice me she sat next to me and after her chat she saw me boom.she looking at me asked did the big ones beat you umhum I said she asked poor tom what will you tell to your mother tom. and that's my worst nightmare Mary I said she gave me a...