Grace felt the pain from the fall and the unfairness of it all. Subconsciously rubbing her small hand, her eyes turned teary. She sniffled, got up from the ground, and took out a small notebook from the desk. She began to write with every stroke of the pen.
The other kids weren't surprised. Grace couldn't speak, so she usually communicated with them through her notebook. However, since she rarely played with others, the notebook didn't come out often.
In no time, she finished writing. She turned the notebook around and showed it to Mia, "Apologize."
Seeing the word on the page, Mia snorted and questioned with hands on her hips, "You want me to apologize? Grace, you've really got some nerve! Are you asking for trouble?"
With an air of arrogance, Mia walked over to Grace, intending to pu
