Brinnley Brown was on her daily morning run. She was listening to the radio on her earbuds. Suddenly, she felt someone push her onto the ground. It was Sara, the scariest girl in school. “I really don’t like you Brown,” Sara muttered under her breath. The sky was as dark as night, the large dark clouds moved toward Brinnley, and she was still lying on the cold, hard ground. She felt her lip and it was bleeding, and when she got home, she never told anyone about what just happened.
For the rest of the school year, Sara kept pushing, hitting , and kicking Brinnley, but she didn’t want Sara to know that she was hurting. In April, Brinnley finally told her parents about Sara. They told Sara’s parents and they made her apologize to Brinnley. But