From Weekend Writing Prompt

Writer Ravenclaw

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Her mum brushed Stacey’s hair as she couldn’t look away from her reflection. Long hair was transformed into two plaits. This was the right time to talk. Reveal what had been happening at school.

‘Mum,’ she said, as the blue ribbon reflected the mood within.

‘What is it honey?’

It was time to reveal the truth, but still she was scared. Scared of reprisals. One last look in the mirror. It couldn’t go on like this.

‘Mum . . . I’m being bullied,’ she said, the words finally finding peace.

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