Why did you do that?
I was just walking through the hallways when you grabbed me by my wrist.
You were hurting me.
You liked seeing me struggle against your firm grip.
I tried to get away.
I guess you got irritated because you punched me.
Right in the face.
You weren't satisfied with just one punch.
You punched me several more times until I toppled to the floor.
Then you kicked me right in the gut.
It hurts.
Why did you do that?
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Pure
Short Storyshe was pure, innocent, and everything nice but now she's bullied, conscious, and everything sad
