Sir Ares, Goodnight

Jenson nodded as usual.

City South Montessori Kindergarten!

Baby Robbie stared at the supremely extravagant kindergarten, light shining from his eyes. "So this is how a rich kid's kindergarten is?"

As Baby Robbie entered the kindergarten, a few classmates brushed past his shoulders. When they saw Baby Robbie, they naturally thought he was the untalkative, easy-to-bully Jenson.

They deliberately mocked him. "Look, that autistic kid is back again."

Baby Robbie was furious. So this was how they regularly insulted Jenson.

Jenson was his brother. He would not let anyone bully Jenson.

charged at him and snarled,

of the tougherlooking kids was taller than the other students by a head. He walked up and shoved

he was little and had a sturdy build. He

when the fatso pushed

crowded mess a s fast as possible. However, the more he wanted to escape, the more this

cycle developed-whenever Jenson came to school, this group of naughty children would pick on him. As time passed, Jenson developed his loathing of the

was robust. He loved playing around, and his worst fear was school being

walked up to Baby Robbie and spread his legs. He pointed below him and ordered Baby Robbie," Tattletale, crawl under.

crawl beneath the large kid and started clapping and chanting, "Crawl,

over, and he started crying at once. Seeing their ringleader being harassed, his underlings surrounded Baby Robbie. It was one against five. Baby Robbie let loose and had them all wailing with a

want to fight you. If you guys call me a tattletale again in the future, I'll give you

bruised noses and swollen

tongue out at them. "Who's the tattletale now?" S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (F)indNƟvᴇl.ɴet website