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The boy runs home, sleeves rolled up to hide the marks.
His mother asks him what's wrong anyway, the puffiness of his face giving away that he'd been crying.
The boy...
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The boy runs home, sleeves rolled up to hide the marks.
His mother asks him what's wrong anyway, the puffiness of his face giving away that he'd been crying.
The boy...
Or