One cold, winter Tag in the Jahr of 2003, a 6-year-old blue hedgehog was at school as a1st grader. She was on her way to class and then BAM! A boy pushes her Bücher out of her hands. You'd think he did that on accident and would pick it up, but he didn't.
"Oops," the boy, Aaron, snarled. "I didn't know that would happen." His 2 friends, Bryce and Nick, were behind him laughing with him.
Casey frowned and sagte nothing. She just picked up her Bücher and went to class. Sadly, Casey shared her class with them. What was worse is that she had to sit Von them also.
As soon as she went to class she set her Bücher on her schreibtisch and opened her pencil case for her pencils, but there were no pencils in it.
"Looking for these?" Aaron said, holding her pencils in his hands. Then he laughed.
"Give them back, please?" Casey asked quietly.
"Hmmm... How about.... No!" He said. Then he threw the pencils away. Him and his possy laughed.
Casey frowned and went to the teacher's schreibtisch to borrow a pencil like she does everyday, for this bullying happens all the time. Surprisenly no adult catches it. Casey didn't tell her parents because they threatened her not to.
After school, Casey walked home, crying. Again, just like all the time.
Casey got to her room and pulled out her laptop. She was tired of this- Her Bücher being thrown on the ground, pencils being thrown away, and even Mehr torture. She went on YouTube and looked up 'How To Fight'. She put the laptop on her bett and got infront of it. She repeated all the moves, and developed some back talk in the process.
The Weiter Tag Casey walked in the halls of the school, holding her books. Aaron again pushed her Bücher onto the ground. Casey stared at the Bücher and remembered what the video did. She turned to Aaron with a roadhouse kick to his head. Aaron fell to the ground with a nosebleed from the impact.
"YEAH, BITCH!" Casey yelled at him. "I'M THE REAL NIGGA!"
Bryce and Nick tried to run away, but Casey grabbed them the the collar. "Where Du think Du two are goin'?" Casey said.
"Uhhhh..." Bryce and Nick muttered.
Casey kicked them into the wall. Then Casey looked around and the whole 1st grade and the teachers were there.
Before she knew it 2 teachers were picking her up to take her to the principal's office.
"UNHAND ME!" Casey yelled, trying to break free. "THIS IS PLAIN RASCISM!!!"
~The End of part 1~
"Oops," the boy, Aaron, snarled. "I didn't know that would happen." His 2 friends, Bryce and Nick, were behind him laughing with him.
Casey frowned and sagte nothing. She just picked up her Bücher and went to class. Sadly, Casey shared her class with them. What was worse is that she had to sit Von them also.
As soon as she went to class she set her Bücher on her schreibtisch and opened her pencil case for her pencils, but there were no pencils in it.
"Looking for these?" Aaron said, holding her pencils in his hands. Then he laughed.
"Give them back, please?" Casey asked quietly.
"Hmmm... How about.... No!" He said. Then he threw the pencils away. Him and his possy laughed.
Casey frowned and went to the teacher's schreibtisch to borrow a pencil like she does everyday, for this bullying happens all the time. Surprisenly no adult catches it. Casey didn't tell her parents because they threatened her not to.
After school, Casey walked home, crying. Again, just like all the time.
Casey got to her room and pulled out her laptop. She was tired of this- Her Bücher being thrown on the ground, pencils being thrown away, and even Mehr torture. She went on YouTube and looked up 'How To Fight'. She put the laptop on her bett and got infront of it. She repeated all the moves, and developed some back talk in the process.
The Weiter Tag Casey walked in the halls of the school, holding her books. Aaron again pushed her Bücher onto the ground. Casey stared at the Bücher and remembered what the video did. She turned to Aaron with a roadhouse kick to his head. Aaron fell to the ground with a nosebleed from the impact.
"YEAH, BITCH!" Casey yelled at him. "I'M THE REAL NIGGA!"
Bryce and Nick tried to run away, but Casey grabbed them the the collar. "Where Du think Du two are goin'?" Casey said.
"Uhhhh..." Bryce and Nick muttered.
Casey kicked them into the wall. Then Casey looked around and the whole 1st grade and the teachers were there.
Before she knew it 2 teachers were picking her up to take her to the principal's office.
"UNHAND ME!" Casey yelled, trying to break free. "THIS IS PLAIN RASCISM!!!"
~The End of part 1~
G-Sil was getting stronger Von the minute, while Silhouette was getting weaker. Everyone tried helping, but whatever damage they did to G-Sil, she would transfer it to Silhouette. Eventually the city became destroyed in the process. And we are where we are now. G-Sil chokeing a half-dead Silhouette above a pond. G-Sil could've dropped her at any second, but she wanted Silhouette to suffer first. Claws screamed "Don't hurt her anymore!" "YEAH!" agreed Shock. But G-Sil couldn't be negotiated with. If Du listened closely, Du could hear Silhouette's limbs creaking. She truly was in pain. And no one knew what might happen next........
Stay tuned for Part 5!!!!!!!!!!
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Stay tuned for Part 5!!!!!!!!!!
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