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by Joey (one of my students in Writing class) as retold by me

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Bullies are very bad. They hit, they kick. I hate them. When I was an elementary student, I met these kind of people. That time, I was playing a game called airball with my friend in the school playground.

     I practice this game a lot. I also take a lot of time practicing. (I usually do this after studying, though.) Then, suddenly, a group of sixth graders tried to bully me by grabbing the airball that was in my bag. One of them took it without my permission. Of course, I got angry, shouted at them with tears. They just laughed. I think they are stupid, so I said, "Stupid!". They tried to hit me. I tried to hit them back, too. But another student, whom I did not get the name, got one of them before I could even throw a punch. Now, they are really mad. He and they fought each other. After the rumble, that student got my airball and gave it to me. I said, "Thank you very much!", and afterwards went home with my friend.

     I felt brave that day because I said stupid to the bullies. I hope to meet our rescuer again to ask for his name. If only he would not go home so quickly. But he is cool. If I meet a bully like those in the school playground again, I will fight back. I know I will win.
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