So I actually woke up on time today and I went downstairs and asked my mom to make me some pancakes. "No get your own breakfast. I'm not your slave" "Fine but remember that I'm not your slave either" My mom rolled her eyes. I walked over to the pantry and grabbed the pancake mix. "You can't have that get something else" I picked up cereal and she said the same thing. Then I picked up a pop tart and she didn't say anything. I walked over to the toaster to heat it up but then she "nope you can't do that. Now get dressed and put something that's actually nice on" I walked to my room, got dressed, ate my pop tart, packed my bag and then started walking to school.
I got to school right on time but people pointed and stared. I don't know why but whenever I did something everyone laughed. It's weird because they laugh when I answer a question or eat a sandwich. The bell rang and I went to my first period, science. That's my only class that the teacher doesn't call on me to answer a question. Class ended and I went to second period, math. My teacher called on me and I was prepared to be laughed at but no one laughed. I turned around and everyone was sleeping. "Hahaha. It's better than being laughed at" My teacher turned around and slammed her books on the table and everyone started yelling "come on Roxy why did you tell her we were sleeping" Now that was worse than being laughed at. The bell rang and I went to nutrition. I sat in a little dark corner with no one else around. I was lonely without Kayla. "I guess Roxy doesnt have perfect friends hahaha"some kids said to me. They were right my friends aren't perfect because I have none. The bell rang again and I went to third period, history. Then I went to fourth period, language arts. Then I went to fifth period, P.E.. My teacher always asks me to do demonstrations and I always fail at them so I understand why everyone laughs at me when I do that. The dismissal bell rang and I started walking home. I saw some kids and they yelled " Perfect little Roxy" "I'm not perfect. Shut up" They went silent. I continued walking and when I got home, no hello or how was your day, just plain silence. I walked up to my room and did my homework then cried like I always do after I finish my homework. My family always here me cry but all they do is tell me to shut up.
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Everyone Thinks Im Perfect
De TodoSo there was a girl that was "perfect". This is her story