The girl’s laughter echoed through the school hallway.
I stopped just inside the entrance.
My 11-year-old sister stood beside her locker, surrounded by three girls.
One of them was pressing something into Sophie’s long brown hair.
Then I saw the pink gum.
« Look! » the girl shouted. « Now you’ll have to cut all of this off! Maybe then you’ll finally have a decent hairstyle! »
Sophie didn’t move.
Tears rolled down her cheeks.