My Bully
Logan, Age 12, Phoenix, AZ
                      Back in the days of preschool
Where the sun was always shining
And the birds always chirping

But one day something changed
I was playing with blocks
But someone else wanted them

Then just like a sword someone stabbed me with scissors
I could smell the blood like a vampire
There had to have been a million bandages on my wound

Luckily it only took a few weeks to heal
But I will always keep a scar in my mind
This was the day everything changed
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