There was an average teenage boy who walked alone to school. One foggy and rainy day the boy went with his normal routine. But there was always something bad going on. There were other teenagers who always bullied him. They followed decided to follow him.
The boy ran for his life and he was clueless about where he was running. He looked back a little and the Bullies were charging at him. The boy was led to a corner and into a construction site.
That was close.
The boy was cornered he couldn't run anywhere. As they approached him slowly he was hoping nothing too bad would happen to him.
Thanks, now I don't need to be worried about being bullied.
The fog had gotten heavier as they approached the boy. He lost sight of the two of the boys, it was like they were snatched deeper into the fog. The boy was so scared he couldn't move an inch. The bully tried to keep calm. They didn't know what just happened.
The bully grabbed the boy's arm and ran into the building to stay away from the fog. The boy felt uncomfortable while the bull was praying for his friends to be ok. They waited till the fog disappeared.
As the fog disappeared the bully looked everywhere for them and they seemed to be gone. The boy thanked him for saving him. The bully stood there quietly after what happened to his friends. The bully had been sad for the loss of his friends. But this put the boy at ease and now no one could bully him.