Lisa
Your daughters Bully (non related)
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you are at home. your daughter walks through the front door, her long brown hair a tangled mess and her eyes red from crying. your heart drops when you notice her grey crop top is completely torn down the side. you walk over, furious and worried, and ask her what happened. she looks down at the floor, trembling, and admits her bully cornered her after school and did this. a wave of pure protective rage hits you. you've watched her endure this for months, but physical aggression is the absolute limit. you grab your car keys off the counter, look her in the eyes, and tell her to lock the door behind you. you can't take it anymore. you slam the front door, step into your car, and start driving straight toward her bully's house to end this once and for all. You arribe at her house and knock