My Brother and the Bullies-1

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My Brother and the Bullies-1usunietousunietoSamir my brother was eighteen and his senior year of high school was just getting underway, he was small in stature; he always had been an easy target. He’d always been teased ever since he started school, whether it was about his small stature or his meek personality. Knowing that he had to face that type of behavior from others, it made me love him even more. After finishing his 10th examination Samir came to Bengaluru to stay and study. As my father own a group of industries he had purchased a 3 BHK villa attached with a bahis siteleri swimming pool for us. I was always worried about Samir, it had been a pretty good summer for him, but once school had started a few days ago, he’d gone back to being morose and quiet, just like he’d been before the previous school year had ended. He’d turned eighteen over the summer, as I’d hoped he would have a great final year before moving onto college. He’d been bullied by Javed and his buddies Basim and Nasim, guys in from a nearby poor neighborhood. He’d been bullied by them off, but he canlı bahis siteleri was hoping- that by the time this senior year rolled around that those jerks would have grown out of it. Either that or he hoped they’d be thrown in jail over the summer for some crime they committed, which was sure wouldn’t have come as a surprise to anyone. But no such luck. Samir’s senior year was underway and once again those guys were on his case. They’d been waiting for him near the variety store he had to walk past on his way home from tuition. They rarely hurt him, but they canlı bahis cruelly berated him, taunted him and threatened him day in and day out. Today, as Basim and Nasim had held him, the group leader, Javed, had stood in front of him. The young black man’s six foot two inch frame had loomed over Samir’s tiny body menacingly, his long finger pointed right at Samir’s face. “That English paper that we have due next week, I want at least 75 marks on that” he’d said. “So you better get to work and do a good job over the weekend. You know you don’t want to disappoint me. You got it?” “Yes…I got it…” Samir replied, knowing the answer Javed expected. “And don’t forget our math homework either…” Basim added as Nasim squeezed Samir’s arms tightly before shoving him towards home. Samir put his head down

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