My Letter to the Neighborhood Bully: Age 7

His name was Mike and he lived across the street. He threw rocks at my face and knocked me off my bike. I got a concussion and then our parents had a meeting and my mom thought it would be a good idea to write Mike a letter... so I wrote an acrostic poem about fighting titled: FIGHTS. The scan is funky and the letter was written in pencil but you can find the translation in flickr notes.

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Taken on March 26, 2007