Chapter 6

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Two boys came to us. "Oh God," I mumbled. Their names are Zachary and Jacob. They're in my class, and they're some of the meanest kids I know. "Hey Jacob, look," said Zachary, "It's the Michael Jackson lover!"

"Yeah, hey MJ lover!" Jacob jeered. "I told you not to call me that," I said. "Why?" Zachary asked, "It's not our fault you like a child molesting weirdo." "He is not a child molester, and he is not a weirdo!" I defended,

"He's a sweet, kind, and special guy. He loved children, and he would never hurt them. He would rather cut himself than lay a finger on them." "Oh, so he was an emo, too?" asked Jacob. "Wow, you fall in love with crazy, weird people," said Zachary.

"He's not weird! He's completely normal!" I exclaimed. Jacob questioned, "Then why did he bleach his skin? Didn't he want to turn white?" "He had vitiligo, you dumb asses!" I said.

"I hope he haunts you and kills you," said Zachary. Michael finally steps in, disguising his voice. "Hey, if you got something to say about Michael, you best tell it to my face," said Michael. "Who are you, her dad or something?" asked Jacob. "No, I'm her cousin, and if you talk crap again, watch what happens to you," Michael warned.

"Ooooooo, I'm so scared!" exclaimed Zachary with high sarcasm. "What are you gonna do, beat us up?" Jacob taunted, "We have something else in mind." They got a rope, took me to the nearest lamppost, and tied me up very tight, leaving a big knot on it. "Bye, ugly!" Zachary shouted.

They both laughed and walked away from us.

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