You all found it funny, as you watched me standing in front of the teachers desk that day, as she announced the new girl. She this little thing hoped & prayed, that she would just quickly make some friends and be accepted, in this new foreign place.
You also found it funny when, how'd you put it? Tiny little bug, or was it tiny little freak? I can never really remember. But one thing was for sure that day, you knew it too, even made sure your point was to be true and known, that from this day forward no one was to like you, talk or sit by you. After all.. who would want to? To like, talk, or sit next to you? The (Tiny Little Thing!).. that no one really knew. For you were new and were apparently bad just for being you.
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Would You Rather
General FictionWould You Rather, repeat elementary where all your fears, worries, and demons began? Where your pain from torment and mocking all started? Or Would You Rather, be stuck in a Junior High School, that they really should've named hell? ..For you only...