Jayden was ten. He was standing in the school playground. His mouth was open in a silent. A boy had thrown football on a seven year old Braylan's face and his nose was bleeding. He was angry and wanted to punch that boy. But he didn't, as it was against school rules. He ran towards his brother to check on him. Braylan's brown eyes were shimmering with tears and he was trying to hold back. A painful smile was dancing on his chubby face. He was trying to be brave. But Jayden knew he was hurt.
"You should go to the nurse's office. I will accompany you." He saiid firmly. He knew Braylan would prefer this as he would get a chance to cry and no one else would know about it.
"Its nothing serious though!" Braylan said with the same painful smile. His voice was a bit crooky and Jayden felt a pang of sadness as well as an urge to laugh.
