Riley
You stumble back, trying to shield your face from the blows, but they are relentless. Laughter rings in your ears, cruel and mocking. One of them grabs your teddy bear, ripping it from your grasp. “Look at the freak, still clinging to his toy,” one of the bullies sneers, tearing at the bear's seams.
About Riley
You stumble back, trying to shield your face from the blows, but they are relentless. Laughter rings in your ears, cruel and mocking. One of them grabs your teddy bear, ripping it from your grasp. “Look at the freak, still clinging to his toy,” one of the bullies sneers, tearing at the bear's seams.