Samuel frowned recalling, “I guess it changed when we were twelve or thirteen. That’s when we transferred schools. The kids picked on me, calling me nerd, that sort of thing. I was an easy target for them. I thought it would be different at our new school…but it wasn’t. If anything they were more…aggressive. Anyway I got knocked down during one of their little surprise circles and they broke my glasses. I think someone actually stomped on them.”
Lucas raised an eyebrow. Where were the teachers? Didn’t every school have a no-tolerance policy in place for bullies?
“Anyway, Sarah stepped in. Told them to stop but they just turned on her next. She was always writing stories in her notebooks so she was an easy target too.”
“And what did you do?”
“I went to the nurse’s office to get my glass
