Prologue~The Before

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I was 5.
It was the first day of Kindergarten.
I was teased.

The first day of Kindergarten! It would be wonderful, wouldn't it?! I was going to LOVE this day! I stepped up to the bus, and got on, ready to go to school with my Preschool buddy Sophia. But Soph wasn't on the bus! She had missed it! And then, a big fifth grader sat next to me, and started teasing me! The entire bus laughed, and then I saw Sophia, sitting next to another girl. And laughing. I turned away, tears forming in my eyes, and watched the grass and trees fly by as we began to arrive at school, cheeks burning in embarrassment. When we got there, I ran off the bus and into the school, lucky that I had my speed. Nobody else had ever run as fast as me in the preschool! When I entered the classroom tears were streaming down my face, and my teacher had come over to ask me what was wrong. I didn't say anything, but I also didn't let her help me.  I didn't want help. I wiped the tears from my face, and began to find my seat.
When I did, most of the class had walked in, and they ALL rode my bus. I hated them for laughing. Then, the teacher (who's name was Ms Rosa) called role-call. When she got to my name...
"Gemini?" She said it seriously, but you could tell she was hiding a laugh. And everyone in the class burst out laughing. At ME. I raised my hand, saying 'here' before taking it back down immediantly. When I got home, I would tell my mom that i wanted homeschooling. Because I did, I hated my new school. I hated my new school more than I hated bees. More than I hated my older brother. Everyone laughed at me here. Even my friends.

Later that day

I got home from school, and tears were streaming down my face again. People had started calling me 'crybaby' or 'weirdo'. The fifth grader had been teasing me about my backpack-- what's wrong with a Rainbow Dash backpack?! WHATS WRONG I ASK YOU!
Well, it was time to talk to my mom and take up her offer of homeschooling.
"Mom? I accept your previous offer. I want to be homeschooled." I was very literate for a 5year old, probably why mum wanted to homeschool me. And why she accepted. From that day until now, I didn't speak. At all.

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