Red I see, because I chatted. This was online with a twelve year old. A daughter of a friend. I asked her why she was not at school. She told it was too embarrassing to go there.
Few days back, she had entered the toilet, locked the door and sat down. Suddenly, the door had opened and a bunch of boys, same age, had been there staring, laughing and filming with their mobiles. They were caught, they were punished, she was left unable to go back to school.
There are some hundreds of kilometers in between of us, but I did my best to type my arms around her in my most compassionate hug.
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