In a small, quiet neighbourhood, there was a boy named Sam. Sam was twelve years old. He was looking through his staring at the park. Sam saw a bunch of kids that looked his age crowding three other kids. Sam went a little bit closer, and he went outside to make sure if they were actually crowding kids; he saw them crowding three others. Sam went back inside and told his mother there are a bunch!!! of kids bullying three other kids, and one of them bunch one of the three kids. The mother ran out fast because she hates it when kids fight or bully others. When the mother arrived at the park, she saw them throwing the three kids' bags around. And said it is not nice to throw other people’s bags, would you like it if I did that to you? Then the other kids said No, I would not like it. Then the mother said for them to say sorry. Sam's mother told all the kids crowding the three kids to apologize. And the mother said I know all your mothers because all you kids live around this neighborhood, so I will tell your parents. Then one of the kids said Please do not tell my parents, because they could be very furious. I snuck out to come to the park. One of the kids that were getting hurt said not to tell all our parents because bullying is not very good. Because when you're treating others badly and you want to be treated with respect, it's not very nice. After the mother said yes, correctly you should treat others the way you want to be treated. The mother said I'd better not see you See more