My First Diary [Skephalo]

Words on Walls, My Friend Invisible

Going back to school was awful, I had no one to talk to and I was the weird kid. I hated it. I had asked the teachers if I could stay inside for recess, they said yes, I think out of petty because they were scared of me. In side of the school I had free time for 15 minutes, alone it felt really long. In the orphanage I was inside a lot too. I only went out side if I felt like it, I'd get away with a lot of thing because people are scared of me. I sat in the hallway with my diary, I also had a pencil, to write I couldn't think of anything to right and got distracted. In the orphanage I wrote on the walls to myself. Little notes hours separate to pretend I found someone to talk to. I turned to the wall and wrote the word, 'Hello.' I sat next to it and looked out the window. I saw them lining up to go inside. I stood up and clenched my diary to my chest. And my pencil in my hand. During nap time I asked to go to the washroom. On the way there I went to the wall and saw that someone else had written on the wall. Next to my, 'Hello.' was a 'Hi.' It was someone had time to write a response to me. I wrote down something else. 'Who is this?' I wanted to talk to someone that wouldn't make fun of me. The next day of school Dad and Skeppy drove me closer to the school because of the rain that day. Papa drove the car fast and even ran the stop sign. My hair got a little bit wet. And for recess, we had it inside. After the teacher read to us. During recess I left the gym room and went to the wall.
Next to my, 'Who is this' they had written 'I am invisible, no one notices me.' They're like me they also have no one to play with during recess or to hang out with after school. 'I am... I thought of the first thing in mind for a name, ... Pandas, I am alone.'
I walked of to the gym doors and sat down. I walked back still nothing else written. I was very inpatient needed someone to talk to. I wrote under my fake name, 'look under the water fountain, we can talk more.' I took my diary ripped all the pages I had written in and through them away. Than I slipped the diary slightly under were you could only see it if you looked and you could take it out easily. During nap time I left again. Looked at the wall all the writing had been erased. I checked under the fountain. The book was there I opened it to see their writing I The book, 'Hello, Pandas. :)' next to it I written, 'Hello, invisible. :]'
The rest of the week we found out more ways to talk and by the end of one week three whole pages were full.

Pandas:
Invisible:

'Hello, Pandas. :)'
'Hello, invisible. :]'
'dose this make us friends now?'
'Yes!'
'Great, I was kinda tired of being alone.' 'Same, do you think we can talk in person?'
'But, you might not like me if you know who I am.'
'You're my first and only friend.'
'You don't even know me.'
'You didn't tell me, I know that I want to be your friend.'
'Okay, you'll have to find out who I am. And I'll figure out who you are.'
'Sure, what's your favourite colour?'
'I'm colour blind, but I like blue.'
'Colour blind?'
'Yes, I can't see my colours like you do.'
'This should be easy for you to guess now.𖨆'
'No idea still. 웃'
'What is your favourite colour?'
'Red'
'No help.'
'☺︎ What do you like to do outside during recess?"
'I swing on the swing set. ☺︎'
'I'd do that, but I don't go outside.'
'Why don't you?'
' I had an accident.'
'ඩා you peed yourself!?'
'No I didn't. ඞ'
'Than what?'
'I rather not tell you :('
'But I'm your friend ☹︎☹︎'
'But, you might not like me, you'd think I'm a freak, like everyone else does.☹︎'
'I won't make fun of you.'
'Okay, I was born on fire, and when I feel strong enough emotions I catch fire.'
'Freak.'
' >:( '
'Joking. Don't get so heated, :D'
'Tell me something embarrassing, that happened to you.'
'I made a joke, and you didn't laugh.'
'Because your not funny.'
'Your opinion is wrong.'
'𖠋 that's you.'
'ᐖ that's you.'
'What is that, can you not draw?'
'Yeah better than you.'
'Proof?'
' 𒀱 that's you on fire.'
'🔴 that's the colour red.'
'Hello?' 'HELLO' ' Can you not read like you can't see colours?'
'Your dumb.'
'Can we talk in person.'
'WHY?'
'I want to.'
'You'll have to find me.'
'Bet'
'No.'
'Go outside during recess and hide I will try and find you.'
' Okay, not going be easy, if your not on fire.'
' ',:/ '
'What?'
'Invisible, me and you will play, Hide-and-seek'
' :) I'm the best at hiding'
'I'm better at seeking.'
'Nerd.'
'What is your favorite animal?
'I don't know, probably a dog.'
'On Monday, I will find you, invisible.'
'No, I'm not found.'
'False'
'True'
'False'
'Ture, I'm foreshadowing.'
'No.ဗီူဗီူ'
'Is that us?'
'Yes, when I find you.'
'Unrealistic.'
'False. '

Monday morning it was sunny, I went outside to look for invisible. The teachers kept an eye on me one of them followed me to make sure I didn't set fire. It would be difficult to find invisible now.
"What do you want to play?" A nice teacher smiled at me.
"I'm playing hide and seek with my friend, invisible."
"So your imaginary friend?"
"They're not imaginary."
"Okay!" She smiles and gives in. We went to the swing set to see no one there. The teacher followed me around looking behind the trees, slides, Still Rings, Giant Stride, Merry-Go-Round, etc. I couldn't find him anywhere. Back in the lady followed me in I didn't get to write anything, we went straight back in the room. After nap time I went to see that invisible had written something, 'Did you come outside?' 'Hello?' I felt bad like really bad.
'I couldn't find you.' The next day at breakfast Dad drove me to school it was raining so there was a lot of cars close to the school, "Is Papa in bed still?"
Dad looked at me "You- mean Skeppy?"
"Yeah." I looked Dad "He already told me that you love each other." Dad drove forward and stopped "have fun at school Sapnap." I opened the car door, "Bye Dad, love you."
"Love you." Dad drove off I looked under the water fountain the book had new words. 'i told you I'm the bast at hiding'
I put the book in my bag and went in the class room I flawlessly snuck the book in the first cubbyhole no one owned, hopefully no one saw. I sat down at my desk looking around the room. Anyone in here can be invisible. The teacher sat in a chair and opened a plastic container with tiny books.
"Each of you will partner up and you each will read to each other." The teacher kind of yelled to be heard or understood. Every one got partnered up with each other, that left me and a kid that didn't talk that much. We sat in a corner near my cubbyhole. I was the one to read it first. I quickly read it, because it was so tiny. The boy finished quickly as well. I was surprised he could see the letters with his big sunglasses on. Since we finished early we sat quietly and waited for everyone else to finish. It was the second time I heard this kid talk. He didn't interrupt are blurt out, he just stayed silent till he was supposed to speak. Once everyone finished I took the book and sat down. The teacher started reading slowly and loud. I look over at the first cubbyhole and saw the book gone. Did invisible take it?
I was hoping he did if he didn't than someone else would read it, and that's just embarrassing. I turned to the teacher and saw the book was already over. She got up and called someone one the phone. Than the teacher came to my desk squatting down to a whisper
"Your Dad is going to come up you up, okay?"
"Why?"
"Well your flames."
I look down at my shoes my flames were up to my ankles. "Oh."
The teacher got up and opened the door and kicked a door stop under it. I got out of my desk I didn't think my fire would do anything, but it let the carpet on fire as well but only the place I stepped. At this point everyone was looking at me, which made my flames go to my knees, everyone got out of there desk and out the class room to the hallway. One of the teachers that was in the other room heard the kids in the hallway and came in with a water bottle and dumped it on me. That put out my flames and the ones on the carpet. I was completely soaked. The water has calmed me and my flames, so not always water to solve the fire but fire can stop it from spreading. The main reason I stopped is because the book had been placed back in the cubbyhole, he had written in it, that had comforted me. And since I had this incident invisible now knows who I am. Dad had ran in the room with the police and principal. Dad hugged me. My flames rise to my ankles.
"Sapnap, are you okay? What are you feeling?"
The teachers and kids look at me.
"Can we just go?" Dad picks me up and the police step out the fire I left. Leaving I look at the book in the first cubbyhole, I think about how I can't read it till next week when I'm aloud back to school.
In the car I sit quickly my flames gone my clothes wet, even worse because of the rain.
"I'm sorry, Dad."
"For what?"
"Setting fire."
"You shouldn't be sorry, you can't control it."
"So, your not mad?"
"Why would I be mad, at you?"
"You seem upset."
"Not at you, Sapnap."
I thought about what dad had said I couldn't have thought of the correct answer to his words till we got home.