Anya helped the guy up off the floor. He was C R Y I N G and the bullies were laughing at him, but ran off when Anya threatened to tell.
She was 8 and the guy was 7 - younger than the rest of the class.
"I - I have no friends." He C R I E D.
"I'll be your friend." She S M I L E D.
The boy was H A P P Y again. Blissfully U N - A W A R E that Anya was taking hits for H I M behind his back - to keep him that way. H A P P Y.
*****
HOPE YOU ENJOYED!
Please do:
Vote - I slaved over this piece as I have for all of my pieces, give me at least a little credit *pretty please w/ a cherry on top*
Comment - a writers gotta know what it's readers think, else they might just jump into a book and never return.
Follow - Cuz without followers I am nothing. NOTHING i say. NOTHING.
Share - Cuz love don't spread on its own.
Peace out, Ella.
