It was the 1st day of 4th grade, my dad thought I was old enough to walk home myself which I was because home was close. So after the first day of school I had started to walk, and walk, and walk about 15 minutes later I was confused and my dad called me asking where I was. I said I mightve walked the wrong way and on this weird street name. And like 5 minutes before this old lady came out of her house and asked if I lived around there I said yes but I really didn’t. So I walked my way back to school where my dad picked me up and I laughed.
In school one day I was sitting in class and all we heard in class was “Let go of her hair let go!” And we all ran outside and saw two girls fighting. One girl was standing up for her friend who recently moved to Florida but her friend got tired of the girl talking about her and the fighter’s friend was very shy so she stood up for her. And I felt proud of her because she wasn’t a bystander she was an upstander and even though it was a fight, it was for a purpose.
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