She was hurt. Woundering why the kids moved away from her, wouldn't talk to her, would even look at her and if they did it was a nasty glare. She couldn't bare it anymore and she started crying. The kids looked at her and started laughing. The teacher noticed and pulled her outside to talk to her.
" Heather what's wrong ? " the teacher asked.
" The kids they aren't talking to me or playing with me :( " Heather squealed. The teacher said it would be fine just be nice and talk to them nicey and try to befriend them. She did as she was told and no one talked to her.
" Hey " heather said to a group or girls " I'm Heather "
The girls just looked at her and they gave her a dirty glare and then turned to each other and smirked. Heather got scared and ran away, everyone started laughing. Heather ran into the girls bathroom into one of the stalls. The teacher shortly noticed heather had ran out of the room and when to go look for her. She searched every where then she looked in the bathroom only to find, Heather curled up into a ball in a open stall on the floor.
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