“Hey do you think you could stop throwing the rocks.JaCoby said politely
“Aww does the wittle pebbles hurt the wittle baby?” said Buckey.
Buckey was the leader of all the violence against JaCoby….Today was not the best day to pick on JaCoby. 3rd Grade was hard for JaCoby. He failed his spelling quiz and math class was brutal. JaCoby was fed up with everything. Fed up with school, fed up with being poor, fed up with being JaCoby.
“I said could you stop throwing the rocks.” JaCoby said angrily.
“Make me” Buckey said
JaCoby stopped dead in his tracks. He decided the abuse would stop here. He walked towards Buckey and his crew. JaCoby had never felt an anger come over him like the one he was feeling now. The next few events happened so fast that he had no idea what he was doing. After a few moments of bluriness JaCoby saw what he had done. Buckey was lying on the ground and Buckey’s Crew were running as fast as their little legs would take them. JaCoby decided that running wasn’t such a bad idea….