"Snowflake why are you so late", ask the Grandmother. "What do you mean Grandma." "Well honey its late its 7pm you should be getting ready for bed by now", said the Grandmother worried. "Also your school called me and told me that your getting bullied.....why didn't you tell my honey I wont get angry with you, when I was your age I also use to get bullied a lot bullies just pick on the beautiful special ones cause there jealous so they try to do what they can to put you in a down mood so they can feel like the beautiful special ones, but instead they become horrible people sometimes bullies even cause depression which is bad", said the Grandmother hugging Snowflake. "So your not angry grandma", cried Snowflake. "Of course not sweetheart I'll never be angry to my favorite grandchild, now, go get ready for bed", said the grandmother. "Ok grandma." Snowflake later went to bed the same time her Grandma did. She started day dreaming about her mother that pasted away. She later went to bed minutes later after daydreaming about her mother. The morning after she didn't wanted to eat breakfast, nor go to school her grandmother later confuse that she had to go to school.
She didn't wanted to go but she also didn't wanted her Grandmother to be more worried about Snow more then she already is. When she went to school during lunch she went to go sit in her chair where she always sat alone, then later another girl later came up to her. "Hi my name is Emma is this seat taken." "No you can sit here", said Snowflake. "Ok thanks", said Emma while pulling up a chair. "So your new here or what", said Snowflake. "Yeah I came from Chaos School", said Emma while eating an apple. "So what was it Chaos in that school." "Why you think I'm here", said Emma laughing. "Good point", said Snowflake giggling. "Why are you so alone, mostly I see everyone with a friend and a whole group of people, but why are you so alone", said Emma. "Well I'm kind of different from everyone else is, people make fun of me because of my eyes my hair my cloths most of the time they call me grandma because of my white hair", said Snowflake holding back the tears. "But its not so bad being different, I mean being different means that your special and that most bullies just want to see you down cause it makes them feel special and also your hair is so beautiful, its so bright and white", said Emma. Thank Emma your a really sweet girl", said Snowflake hugging Emma. "Thanks and you seem like a nice girl too, also I didn't get your name", said Emma hugging Snowflake back. "My name is Snowflake."
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Snowflake
FantasiaEverone hates Winter of course, but haven't you ever wonder how Winter came to be. It all started with a young girl who was bullied by her looks.
