Grace Kramer

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I am at school, wondering who could be Mr. Sinister. The night before today, Mr. Sinister and I had a conversation. He knew things about my life and I  don't know any about his. Today, I felt conscious about his presence. I went to my first class and I wondered to myself if he was in this class. I don't know for sure if he even goes to school. He is one of those guys who don't keeps everything a mystery. In my first class, I saw Grace Kramer. I remembered sending her a friend request on Facebook. I kept myself hidden from her through the whole class. I didn't want her to know that I was the one who sent her a friend request. Ironically, Mr. David had a partner work today and he paired Grace and I up. The first thing she said to me was a simple, "Hey." Maybe she doesn't know I sent her a friend request. 

Then she said, "Hey, weren't you the one who sent me a friend request on Facebook?"  

I said, "Yeah. I didn't think you would actually be my friend on Facebook."

"Sorry I didn't accept quickly because I didn't really know as much and as it turns out, your my classmate too." I told you, no one knows I exist. Even if I was their partner, no one would know my name. 

"It's okay because I won't have Facebook for that long." I didn't think twice about that statement.

"You want to make friends?" I felt insulted, like I don't have any. Even though it was true.

"Why?"

"Well, do you want to have friends? Yes or no?"

"Sure. Why not?" Still being insulted.

"Well, stay with your Facebook profile, make it interesting, and add all the friend you want in the world."

"How do I do that?" I kind of am intrigued.

"Well, make it interesting by adding selfies, group pics, or cool events in your life."

"What if I don't have a phone, friends, or a club to participate in events."

"Well, what if I be your friend?" Okay, I kind of like where this is going.

"Sure, and can you help me out with my Facebook account?"

"Sure, while we do homework, I can show you pointers on your profile."

"So can you come by house at 6 P.M.?"

"I'll be there."

Wow. I can't believe I made my first real friend just because of Facebook. Thank you online world! Okay, all I need to do is get through the day without any problems. I sat with Grace and her friends on my everyday bench. I met Grace's friends and they became my friends. I met Karen Flint, Jacqueline Davis, and Claire Trisman. They were kind and friendly. They accepted me as their friends. I had friends to hang out with during break. During lunch, I sat with Grace and her friends on their table. It was my first time siting on an actual lunch table. After school, Grace sat with me on the bus. We got dropped off to my house and we went inside. We went to my room to do the homework from Mr. David and we went on Facebook. I showed her my profile. She said that I need a selfie as my profile picture. So she took out her phone and made me take a selfie on it. She made that selfie my profile picture. I wasn't surprised that I look kind of odd. She said that I look pretty. I doubt it.

She said, "Okay, now it's time to add some friends." She started adding friends I didn't know.

"Are you sure you know these people?"

"Of course, they all go to Bording High."

"Okay then."

She added a lot of people and most of them accepted. At the end of all this, I now have 129 friends. This was progress for my account. 

She said, "You don't need to know who the all people are." 

"I thought you said you knew these people."

"I do, you don't."

I sighed. She took over my profile so I can get a good start of having friends. She was proof that I can get friends. After altering my whole profile to look like hers, she went home because it was already 8 P.M. I was about to log off on Facebook, but I received a message. It was Mr. Sinister.....


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