6 The Bullies

Afraid,
alone, and
the ‘new’ kid.

You
were just
like me then.

Your
face was
scarlet and your

glasses
were fogged.
Could you even

See
them closing
in and shouting?

I
wanted to
make them stop.

But
there were
too many fists.

If
I could
go back, I

would
take your
place, dear friend.