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My brother skipped a grade, so he was small for his age when three other junior high school boys stole something from him and roughed him up one Friday after school.
My dad asked my despairing brother how he felt about it. He said he was angry and wanted to get his property back.
Dad explained that if he didn’t handle it, the bullies would never stop. He had my brother describe the boys and asked if he thought he could take on the biggest one.
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