�Ha, don�t do it.�It hurts.�

�Then cry.�If you make me cry, Marsha will come.�Pretty Marsha.�

�Don�t bully Marsha!�

�You idiot, Marsha is the alley manager, so who is bothering you?�Besides, Marsha is fun!�She cries quickly anyway.�Eight, Eight.�

�Aaaaaagh!�Marsha!�

Freeman couldn�t hold back his tears and ran away.

The children were frantic to make him cry.�He was not prone to stabbing his face with tree branches, and would pick up and throw stones when severe.

�hey!�Tell Marsha to come over here!�We�re going to play war together.�

The children rang Freeman to play with Marsha.�Nevertheless, Freeman always ran to Marsha�s house.�

Being bullied, the only place he could go was her house.

Every time I come, I feel it, but it was a lonely house.�Her father, a mercenary, did not even have furniture in the house.�He often stayed up all night when he went to work, and he would beat Marsha every once in a while when he came back.

When I opened Marsha�s door, she was sitting in the corner of the empty room.

In a room without a bed, desk, or even that common blanket, only leftover bread and a glass of milk occupied the place.

�Marsha, hey, they hit me.�

She always cuts her hair short.�But she has a pretty face.�Marsha greeted Freeman with a friendly smile.

�Ugh, aren�t you tired of being beaten all the time?�So why are you hanging out with those guys?�

�It doesn�t fit.�They somehow find me and harass me.�

�okay.�I�ll go ahead and tell you.�Where are they?�

said Freeman, wiping his nose.

�Can I not go?�If you go out and you come in, you get beaten up.�

�It�s the same thing anyway, but what?�I�ll tell the kids I won�t play with them if they bully you.�

�no!�You don�t want to play with those kids, but you�re forcing yourself to play because of me.�I don�t want Marsha to smile at those kids.�

�Oh, thank you.�then get a little stronger�A loud voice on the subject of help.�

Marcia poked Freeman in the forehead.�An offended Freeman ran to the door and spread his arms.

�I still hate it!�don�t go!�

�What�s wrong with you today?�Try yelling at other kids like that.�Hey, do you like me?�Is that why you�re jealous of playing with other kids?�

Freeman�s face flushed red.�He was so nervous that he could hear his heart beating in his ears and vomit.

Marsha shook her hand and said, as if it was funny.

�Hey, kidding, kidding.�Anyway, the liver is only peas����.�

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