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ium=referral">Unsplash</a></figcaption></figure>‘It’s raining.’‘We are not done yet.’ The older boy kicked the ball. The younger one stood still. ‘I wanna go home.’ ‘You want what? dickhead’ The older boy asked. ‘I am not a dickhead.’ ‘You are, and tell me why.’ The older boy started walking menacingly towards him. ‘Ye… ye…, yes I am, because you say so.

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’ The younger boy stammered out the words, inching away. ‘Go home then.’ He ran.The older boy continued kicking the ball, splashing muddy water over his scuffed boots. He felt a little guilty. He enjoyed playing with his friend. Why couldn’t he stand up for himself? No child was a dickhead. None, except one. He was, his father could not be wrong.</article></body>

The Neighbour’s Son

Microfiction on bullying

Photo by Ricardo Gomez Angel on Unsplash

‘It’s raining.’

‘We are not done yet.’ The older boy kicked the ball. The younger one stood still. ‘I wanna go home.’ ‘You want what? dickhead’ The older boy asked. ‘I am not a dickhead.’ ‘You are, and tell me why.’ The older boy started walking menacingly towards him. ‘Ye… ye…, yes I am, because you say so.’ The younger boy stammered out the words, inching away. ‘Go home then.’ He ran.

The older boy continued kicking the ball, splashing muddy water over his scuffed boots. He felt a little guilty. He enjoyed playing with his friend. Why couldn’t he stand up for himself? No child was a dickhead. None, except one. He was, his father could not be wrong.

Bullying

Kids

Microfiction

Short Fiction

Parenting

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