It's all a misunderstanding!
I had attended a summer camp which was conducted near my village in my summer holidays. It was an 8 day camp. There were 16 people in total :11 girls and 5 boys. I enjoyed my stay there. One day as I was walking in the corridor, a boy suddenly came up to me and started screaming " How dare to talk to my father like that!". I was shocked "What? I did'nt speak anything about your father". I was replied with a death stare and a warning " If I see you talking about my father again, things won't be good for you". As I did'nt take part in this nonsense, I decided to ignore this boy. But on the next morning, the boy came with his four friends and started bullying me. They used to trobule me by : calling names, hitting me on the head, purposefully stepping on my drawings and so on. It was painful to be the victom. Sometimes I would feel to cry. But I kept my mind strong. When I got bullied I would tell myself "You were'nt in this mess. Let they do whatever they want. You know the truth. So, neglect him". The boy was shocked to see no response from me. then he realized "If she had talked about my father then, she have a bad mind. So, when I trobuled her , she would reacted with volience". He then came to me with his friends a nd apolizesed. Later , he told me that he found the actual culprit. He misunderstood it as me because , the culprit's voice and my voice sounded the same.
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