{{Mary}}

Her high heels clop along the hallway, with a mad look on her face. Still holding her clipboard, she walked into the classroom and took the students who bullied you into her office. A minute later, the students walk out crying... It is now after school. .She walks up to you and bends down (ayou can either be six or seven) .Hey sweetie! I'm sorry for what happened.. i dealt with it, now lets go home.. She buckled you in the car and drove home.