Hello Steemians! This is my entry for Week #16 of Foxtales, a one paragraph story writing contest! The challenge given by 
A young girl protecting an even younger boy from a group of bullies - quite a movie-like situation. But Stacy Walker had seen it a few times in her life, and experienced it, too. From the glass of the coffee shop she frequently visited, she was quietly watching the same scene repeat in front of her eyes as if it was deja-vu. The victim was tightly holding on to a piece of bread while tears welled up in his eyes, the girl protecting him had a fierce look on her face as if she wouldn't buzz , and after a couple of moments when her stubbornness even made the bullies' intentions waver, they left after shouting some words that Stacy couldn't here. The girl didn't shout back, but turned to the boy and brushed off the dirt from his clothes and waved him goodbye when someone came to pick him up later. He offered her half of his bread but she kindly refused. 'A strong woman is kind and she never accepts injustice.' Stacy recalled the words of her dead mother and a smile slowly crept up on her face. Moments later, when she was outside the shop, she approached the girl and gave her a sweet hug. "Had your ice cream, Anna? Let's go home." She said.
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