Turning Tables

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By Talya Baker

Turning Tables! You walk into school with fear in your eyes. There’s sweet tricking down you; And your sight is a blur. They’re just around the corner. Ready in waiting. You don’t want it to happen. You know what it’s like; What it’s like to have your face smashed in. To hear the nasty jibes each day. You’re crying now. There’s no-where left to run. No-where left to hide. They’re right in front of you now. You turn around; Looking for someone to help. A place to escape to. But there’s no-one. They’re all behind the bullies. One of them smirks and says; “We’ll teach you for bullying us!”

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August 23, 2005 13:56Sara

Oh thats good full of meaning and hurt! If you get me?