The Medal of Honor's Weight Chapter 1

My granddaughter, Lily, was bullied by a classmate. Instead of apologizing, the other family was incredibly arrogant.

Just because they had connections in the city government, when I went to the school, the school dared not intervene. When I went to the police, the police told me to let it go.

They even arrogantly told me they had people in the court system and dared me to sue.

With no other recourse, I had to take out the two Medals of Honor left by my son and daughter-in-law after their deaths and kneel at the gate of the military base.

Six years ago, when the commander personally delivered these two Medals of Honor to my home, he said:

My son and daughter-in-law died for their country. They were heroes, martyrs, and the pride of the nation.

But now, I want to ask him again:

Why is the daughter of martyrs being bullied, and no one cares?

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Just because my granddaughter is an orphan, she became the target of the school bully.

She was dragged into the restroom by the bully, beaten and humiliated for seven hours, and ended up in the emergency room in critical condition.

The bully, Tiffany Taft, chewed gum fearlessly. "Even if you sue me, I'm not afraid. I know the law. I'm a minor. At most, I'll get a scolding. I won't go to jail."

Her expression was relaxed, showing no sign of remorse.

The bully's parent also looked disdainful. "Look at you, nitpicking. You just want more money, don't you?"

"I can give you money, but you have to sign a settlement agreement stating that your granddaughter's injuries were caused by her own fall and have nothing to do with my daughter!"

After saying that, he took out ten thousand dollars from his bag and threw it in my face.

He sneered contemptuously, "Your granddaughter gets beaten up, and you earn ten grand. There's no easier way to make money in the world."

I looked at my granddaughter lying on the hospital bed, tubes inserted all over her body.

Under the loose hospital gown were shocking scars.

Burns, cuts, lacerations, layer upon layer.

I couldn't imagine how desperate she must have been during those seven hours of bullying.

But now, Lily's suffering was just a bargaining chip measured in money in their eyes.

Furious, I rushed up to grab him but was pushed down.

My blood pressure medicine scattered from my pocket, along with two golden star-shaped medals.

I crawled over to pick them up, but he stepped on them, mocking me, "Old man, if you're not convinced, go ahead and sue us. Let me tell you, the chief judge is my cousin. See if you can win."

The principal beside him signaled them to leave quickly and not agitate the victim's family any further.

With that, the father and daughter swaggered away.

I hurriedly picked up the two star-shaped medals stained with mud, looked at my unconscious granddaughter, and tears couldn't stop falling.