"Loser!" "Go away!" The kids out at break yelled at 7 year old Ben. "Time to come inside classes!" Yelled the teacher from inside. All of the kids went in with groups of friends while Ben was pushed to the ground and left outside. A kid walked by the door and saw Ben cold sitting there next to it. Ben sat up and looked at the kid in hope he would open the door. The kid faked opening the door and walked off laughing telling the rest of the kids what he had done. The clear skys soon had grey clouds fill them and it started to rain. It was when the custodian came out to empty the trash when he saw Ben sitting there shivering. He gave Ben his coat and brought him inside to the office. "Oh dear Ben what has happend to you? your soaked!" Ben was so cold he couldn't say anything. "Come on now boy, If you don't tell me what happend I cant help you." the principle was now sounding angry. Ben still couldn't speak, because he couldn't the principle sent him out and back to his class room. It was now time to go home and Ben was placed in the front of the line for the kids being picked up by cars. The teacher had to check something for a few seconds and left the classroom. The kids all behind him threw paper and pencils at him. The teacher came back in the room when Ben was about to throw a piece of paper back at one of the boys in the back of the line. "Benjamin Louis! What do you think you are doing! You are going to stay after class and pick up all of this i'll go and tell your mother this and she will wait for you to pick up this mess!" the teacher yelled at Ben. He tried to explain to her but she wouldn't listen to him. Ben picked up all the crumpled up paper and found a piece of paper with a few notes from kids, it was about imaginary friends. "Imaginary friends? You can make your own friends?" Ben thought to himself, "I should try that and I could have some friends!" Ben picked up the rest of thrown paper and pencils and left the class to his mother's car, where she waited there smiling. "Hi mother." Ben smiled. "Hello Benjamin, I heard that you started throwing papers in line." His mother Jessica questioned. Ben's face turned to a light pink, "I didn't mother the other kids did, Mrs.Bell had came in at the wrong moment, if she had walked in earlier she would have seen all the kids throwing paper and pencils at me." His mother looked at him and nodded her head. "I believe you Benjamin, now lets go into town we have things that we need to do." His mother finished, and drove out of the school parking lot.
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The Imaginary Friend
HorrorA 7 year old boy named Ben, has no friends and gets bullied, and no one helps him all you need is a friend, even if they arent physically real...