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"Once there was this bully on the bus. Her name was Brooke and she bullied me a lot. I had to sit next to her because it was our assigned seats and I hated it. I don't remember much, but I knew she used to tell on me for no reason. Her teacher came up to me once and yelled at me for 'being mean to her' when it was really the other way around.  I wanted to cry. I stopped taking the bus and became a car rider. Then in grade 5 she was in my class again and I was so scared. We started talking and now she doesn't bully me."

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