My first fight. A boy came,up to me and started to call me names, he poked ne and pushed me. Then I broke I curled my hand to a fist and punched him in the face, I then got a stick and threw it at him, there it kicked off. He was punching I was crying. A teacher came and broke up the fight. My mum kept me there though I begged to go.
YOU ARE READING
My Life Storey
RandomI was bored one day so I decoded to make my own bio, yay. This is an emotional experience, please enjoy.
