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“Get out of my way!” exclaimed a pack of girls, pushing Anglia onto the locker.

//London is so different to India//, thought Anglia. As her mother dropped to her to school that very first morning, Anglia felt that very nervous about her new school. Anglia had only come to London because her rich parents' jobs required them to move

“Everyone, say hello to Anglia,” said the teacher. The students all mumbled ‘Hello’. Anglia peered at the classroom in disgust: there were boys passing paper airplanes; girls putting on lipstick; and one girl was even picking her nose.

Anglia sat herself down, making herself comfortable - or as comfortable as you can be when you're surrounded by weirdoes.

Half an hour flew by...lesson over (phew!)...lunch.

“Ummmmm. Where is the rest room?”

“Down the hall, dork," replied a girl.

Anglia stumbled into the lavatory (she was away from the stampede in the corridor).There was chewing gum on the ceiling and washed her hands. 1:30. Time to go outside. There was no escaping it.

As Anglia crept into the playground a girl approached. “Give me the rest of your lunch money //right now//!” declared a girl, Rebecca. The girl's face was like a cracked pallet of paint, a mixture of purple, red and blue. Anglia blinked. Surely someone would come to help her? Rebecca pinned her to the ground so she could get the money, kicking her as if she was a Roman slave.

“You are gonna give you money next time, aren’t you!” bellowed Rebecca.

“Stop it”!

“Oh ! I am so scared!” cackled Rebecca. Then she took a step back and wacked Anglia across her face until her face was red.

A single drop slithered down her bruised face. But it wasn't a tear. Anglia was bleeding. Anglia tore a tissue from her pocket and tried to wipe away her tears and blood.

It was gone four by the time she reached home.

“Madam, you are home...but I see you have a b-ruise,” stuttered her English servant.

“Go away!” spar Anglia. She sprinted to her room so she could cry.

Finely she told the servant what had happened at school .After that it was all sorted out between them

To this story there is a happy ending. Anglia confided in the servant, and Rebecca was punished. Sadly, sometimes this doesn’t happen in real life. Tell someone what has been happening. We all need to STOP BULLYING!