This choice: Little girl getting bullied • Go Back...Chapter #4Little girl getting bullied by: Onlyonekey   Today was September 15, just a few weeks after school started. Lunch had began and I ate my lunch with my friends at our usual table. However, after I finished, I excused myself, needing to clear my head. Luckily, my friends didn't judge me by how odd I acted. They accepted me, faults and all.
"What would I do without them," I laughed to myself, as I took a small walk around the school. Lunch time lasted quite a while so I was in good shape for now.
"Now, if only I could solve my memory issues," I whispered to ymself. Truth be told, there was something else that bugged me. I would often have these wierd dreams, knowing stuff about people that I shouldn't know. It was so wierd. For example, there was this one girl from a year back who still collects dolls at her age. I actually told her about that, and she was shocked at how someone would know this secret about her.
Needless to say, I stayed away from her and neglected to tell mostly others about it. However, I sometimes had a tendency to speak out about something I learned. That's why most people find me a bit creepy, because I know things about them I shouldn't.
"What could it be?" I asked myself. However, something grabbed my attention instantly.
"Leave me alone!" yelled a small feminine voice. I turned to my left and looked out over a corner, near the school doors. There was a little girl there, probably around 10 years old. With her, there was a big guy, possibly my age or older. However, he seemed to be picking on the poor girl, grabbing her hair and laughing it off. I really didn't like seeing such injustice. That girl likely had a parent nearby who was briefly busy.
I knew that I should help her, but what can I do? I'm not very strong, but how can I leave this girl alone with a bully like him? My heart told me to go, but my brain had other ideas. However, the heart was winning. I couldn't just stand there and watch the girl get hurt. With some courage (and an odd force welling within me), I slowly approached them both.
They both were too busy to notice or hear me as I approached. I began to extend my hand out, ready to tap the bully on the shoulder and tell him to back off. As I approached them, a small wave of dust seemed to swirl in front of me. Suddenly, I felt a little nauseated, and my vision began to blur. Bad time to come down with something, but I continued onward.
I reached out and grabbed the bully's shoulder, before my world went dark.
*****Change*****
"Hey, back off my sister!" I yelled at the bully and turned him around to face me. I was mad right now. How dare he pick on a little girl, let alone my sister?
"Alex!" yelled Tania, and she ran behind me while I covered her.
"Oh, we were just having some harmless fun" said the boy, nonchalantly. I resisted the urge to kick him in his you-know-whats.
"Just stay away. Don't come near her again" I said as calmly as I could, moving a lock of my long blonde hair out of my face.
"Whatever" said the boy and he walked away. I scowled at him, but my face softened as I looked at Tania.
"Are you ok? Why did you walk away from Mom?" I asked her. By the way, my name is Alexandria Morrow, 17 years old and a high school senior. My school had a teacher work day today so myself and Mom brought Tania, who's in elementary school, here to see the sights. This also allowed Mom to talk to someone here about some urgent matters.
"I'm sorry" said Tania sincerely. I smiled and hugged my little sis. Right now, I'm currently wearing a blue tank top with regular jeans and shoes. My waist-length blonde hair felt down my back unhindered.
"It's alright. Let's go to the car. Mom's waiting for us" I told her.
I grabbed her hand and we began walking together.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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