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I never even thought my life was worth anything. This boy starts to bully me every day of 4th grade. From that day on Chong Min-Kye beat me up after school was over. it was like a ritual. Only I never felt mad or upset at MinKye. Every day he would bruise me as his eyes were hidden from a stream of tears. He never talked to me about it but I could tell he wasn't feeling well. It was only fourth grade, "How could anyone feel so sad about something like I do this early?" I thought.
I am in the 9th grade now. Minkye's tears growing each painful day. The past few days I have seen a tall boy, black-ish brown haired boy walk by the scene after school. This boy would just watch MinKye beat on me. I shook the boy out of my head and continued to feel the, now second-hand pain flow through every ounce of my body.