Bucket

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The bucket, at the end of the garden, was home to a little family of bugs. Brian loved going there, on his own, to keep the little creatures safe. He loved nature, not school. Nobody was aware of how the bullies taunted him.

On the way to school, they called him names. Even on social media, there were days when he didn’t want to look at his phone. Whatever they said, couldn’t hurt him, when he was with his bugs.

They all worked, in a team, collecting leaves. Not one of the creatures hurt the other. ‘They call me horrible names, I can’t tell Mummy, or Daddy,’ he said to his friends. ‘It will make things worse.’

They scuttled across the plant, burrowing into the dirt. One tiny creature stopped, crawling on his arm. It stayed still, not moving, until his sister joined him.

‘I saw the other day, what those boys were saying on my phone, you have to tell someone. They cannot get away with this, it will only get worse.’ She slipped her hand in his. ‘We can work together, can’t we. Mum and Dad will sort this.’

‘It will get worse, they said it would if I told.’

‘No, telling someone helps, I promise. Go on, let’s go see Mummy now. Bullies shouldn’t win. I’m your big sis, I won’t let anyone hurt you – but me that is.’ She grinned, nudging him.

‘Okay,’ he said, gently putting the lady bird back on the leaf.