You're breathing was shaky and your hands tremble as you held the pocket knife and pointing at the bullies. The bullies were backing away in fear. Then a hand on your shoulder, it was Rj and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at you with a blank expression then spoke If you stab them..Things will get worse..Why don't you hand me that knife hm? You don't want your life to get even worse right?
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