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I was a fairly of higher ranks than Sam, but being friends with an absolute geek would come in costly. I would sometimes be bullied, too, and I wished to be friends with somebody else — but the only reason I was his friend was because I felt bad for the poor sap.
Well, everyone did. Whenever he walked around the school corridor, kids would laugh and point, insulting him and saying things like
Of course, I grew up knowing Sam would probably work as a retail clerk or something, but his good education and file of knowledge had suggested different.
I, myself was very smart, but what made Sam be bullied the most was his appearance. He would wear a pin-striped button
Usually, he had to get and/or replace his glasses, because nearly everyday
I knew she was probably right, but that
During lunch, I felt really bad for Sam. The cafeteria prices were raised to the roof — and we
Plus, Sam always forgot to bring his money. But the adults who served the food at the cafeteria had sympathy for Sam, and would give him lunch for free. Well, only because THEY felt sorry for him. Of course, some kid would trip him and/or push his face into the mashed potatoes, so
Whenever Sam sat somewhere, all the girls would move to the opposite side. I even once hear one of them say,
One night, me and Sam were walking from school, and then I spotted something shiny in the forest. There was actually a huge forest realm right beside our school, so afterwards or in recess we would go there nad have our
Sam was reluctant, but said
I grabbed it — and then another hand grabbed it… not
But he just ran away, screaming. The fourth time he stabbed me, I was knocked out cold.
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