Your father took you to the park for a little fresh air. He was speaking with the other parents and didn’t notice the other kids bullying you. You hid in the slide until it was time to go home. Your father called out for you. Once you came out, he looked at the blood all over your body.

“Why didn’t you call for help? Look here… and here! There’s blood all over you!” He paused. “I didn’t want to bother you…” You said. He looked at you in disbelief. “But you wouldn’t have bothered anyone at all…”