It was the same old same old a boy was hitting her and was right in her face. The siguiente thing happen was the boy had a black eye and was on the cold hard snowy ground. She got deviation for a week for something she did not even did o so she thought. The last día of it a boy with brown hair told her something 'your a witch and tu know it' 'am a what, because if tu dicho perra am going to kill you' 'no I did not say that' he remarked 'good' I dicho back my anger was getting up there. "I dicho tu was a witch" "real prove it I know am not one' "fine meet me outside at the end of school' I dicho fine hateful and ran off.