by shadows~light » Tue May 01, 2012 11:14 am
James-
I frowned. "I'm so sorry Danielle." I hated to think about what could have happened to her in school her school. I remember in 5th grade, a boy's mom died the same weekend as his brother. When he came back to school on Monday, he would break out crying. Boys would beat him up for crying. They called him a wimp and a girl. I know it's not the same for her, considering she's a girl, but it still worries me.