Today was now my first day at this school... it is very interesting but I'm sure I'll make friends. I enter the school and I see a group of people who are already friends. As I stare at them from a distance and they notice me looking into their souls I do a big friendly wave and say
"hey y'all's."
They stared at me in disbelief that I was really here- these people must really think I'm something special.
One of the fellow students let out a jokingly chuckle and said "hello. What are you?"
I replied by saying "hello, I am Bobbie. What is your name?"
Before I could let the fellow student answer my question I snatch their phone from their ass pocket and slide away with it by slithering across the floors. This student and their friends walked over to my slithering body and tried to step on me but I was too fast at slithering for them to hurt me.
Swiftly I pick myself up off the floor and give them their phone back and carry on my way to class.
After this school day ended the friend group I walked to in the morning followed me home and threw rocks through my bedroom window as I was laying on my bed making Snapchat stories to publish lip syncing to the Indian cover of cradles.
My father ran into the room to see me sobbing on my cheap dirty bed while he heard the Indian version of cradles blasting from my iPhone 8. He saw the rocks on the floor
For the next year these actions continued. I tried to hard to make friends by telling them about my dead mommy I was going to bring back to life, by running away with their phones and following them around the school. I don't know how nobody likes me.
