Genre - Juvenile Fiction. You are on the page - 84
Many young people in what they feel is just having fun by the expense of others about them have no idea what it does to that persons life.Imgine feeling like a caged animal and tormented every day what would you do to survive.This story is not true but has the same feeling and often ends in the same way as many young people today commit suicide because they cant take the abuse any more .
"One winter's night, the chief of the McCorquodale's was sitting at his dinner in the great hall of his castle. Logs blazed in the huge fireplace and fir branch torches hung from the stone walls. Seated at the long table with him were his main men and often his harper would play a tune as they munched their way through some venison or salmon. As they sat at table a guard came in with a strange announcement; an army was approaching, an army of mice. The chief got to his feet and with his