Black and blue #20

The Way He Looked At Me #7

He screamed in pain, and collapsed on the sidewalk, holding his crotch with both hands.
Seizing the opportunity, I sprinted home, literally. That was, ironically, the moment I learnt I could be a sprinter- professionally.

On reaching home, I cried, more from relief than anything else. Apparently I cried so much that Mom and Dad got alarmed.

After much prodding, I finally told them everything that had happened.

Mom, a lawyer, promised she would speak to the principal.

I protested, not wanting to make a French farce of the situation.

But Mom wanted to speak out for me, now that I had acted for myself.

Things would change, big time.

- Prachi Percy