When Terry was only a little lad he often had troubles with some other kids in Bree. There were times when the poor boy was bullied, he tried to verbally defend himself many times but the barrage of constant insults of his head being large was too much to bear from several other lads and lasses. Thus he sniffed, and sniffed again and gradually cried and fled from his tormentors whilst mucus dripped from his nostrils, and tears came raining from his eyes.
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