Story about bullies
> May 30th, 2007
One upon a time there was a boy name Momo in Somalia. we used to live in a village. The village was really hot. It was near a river. One day we were playing a tag. He put his finger in my eye. Then we fought at the forest. I felt scared because he was taller than me and older than me by 2 years. Then his parents and my parents yelled at each other.
Momo had parents. Their names were Nemo and Hassan. Momo and I liked to play tag, soccer, and wrestling.
Then his dad and my dad talked to each other. He said, “Can we stop fighting? Then the other dad said,” Okay,”
We stopped the bullying. Then we become friends. We helped each other, we played together teach some tricks together. We had some fun. The end
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