The Sanderson's

Chapter 2.

**Spelling mistakes are intentional.**

Dear diarey,
It sage agian. ms d gave me this diarey because I tolds her I loke to wriete. I think we be good friends.
From sage

Dear diarey,
Some boy tells me it's wierd that I loke to wriete. He called me a nurd. I dunno what it means. He says my daddy don't love me
Because he never picks me up anow. Is this wrong? I thoght write was fun.
Sage

I close the book and put my crayon down, blowing air out of my nose. I rest my head on it and close my eyes for a minute, wishing that I could go bye-bye. It was almost time for circle time, but I didn't want to do it.

I feel a tap on my shoulder and I look up, seeing my teacher sitting next to me.

"Hi, miss D.." I speak quietly and look down at my diarey, pulling it to my chest.

"Hi, Kassie. Are you okay, hun?" She asks as she looks down at me and pushes her hair behind her ear.

"Yeah, just tired and wanna go home." I whisper and then look up at her, "I don't like Kassie.."

"Oh!" She responds and nods, "is there another name that you'd rather go by?"

"Yeah, I like Sage! It's my middle name." I give her a smile and look down at my lap for a second.

"Alright! So I'll call you Sage then! I think it's very cute." She smiles, "But what's wrong with Kassandra?"

"Too long and ugly. I hate it!" I say and shake my head, "Sage is prettier."

"I think Kassandra is elegant."

"I don't know what that means, Miss. D." I respond and blow air out of my nose again.

"It means like stylish and pretty, professional." She says back and then nods, "Anyway, it's almost time for circle time, okay?"

"Okay." I nod and climb off the bench, pushing it in. "What are we doing after?"

"We're going to play a few games, does that sound good?" She asks and I nod. Then she smiles and takes my hand, "Children! It's time for circle time! Get out your mats and we will get started!"

"I don't remember where my mat is.." I whisper to her as she leads me over to the colorful rug that was on the floor.

"It's by your backpack, remember? Under your cubby." She responds and points to it, as she lets go of my hand.

"Okay." I say and skip over to my cubby, grab my light blue mat and rush over to my spot, next to Miss D. I put my mat down and sit on it, waiting for everyone else to settle down.

"So since it's the first day, we're going to go around and tell each other our names for the first round. Remember, if you've been here for a while, we're going to do it like we used to. I don't recognize a few of you.." she says and smiles at the class. "We're going to go around the circle enough times where everyone gets to choose a topic. The first one is going to be our names, or what we prefer to go by.. the next round can be something like our favorite colors."

Everyone nods and then she smiles, "So, I'm going to start! Our topic is names! My name is Miss Devens, but I go by Miss D." She then looks at me, letting me know it's my turn to go.

"My name that my mommy and daddy gave me is Kassandra, but I like to go by Sage." I say and frown when I hear a few laughs.

The boy next to me goes next. "M-my name is A-A-Anthony.. My P-parents call m-me T-Tony.. But I like Ant.." he says.

"You like ant? Like a bug? Ew!" A girl yells and I frown.

Ant frowns and sniffles. I look at her and shake my head, "Don't be mean to him. I think bugs are cool!"

"Really?" Ant asks and smiles at me. I nod with a smile and he gives me a hug. "We c-can Be f-friends now.."

I hug him back and smile.

"Remember children, we're not going to be mean! Or you'll be in time out..." Miss D speaks and then the next person goes.

Soon we make it around the circle and I picked the question... what do you want to do when you grow up?

"I want to be a writer." I respond to my own question and sigh, again, hearing the same boy make jokes about write to his friends.

"M-me want to b-be a b-big expert!" Ant says happily and giggles, "They're my favorite things!"

"Singer."

"Dancer,"

"Rich!"

The school day went by fast.. soon we knew a lot about each other and we all mostly got along, then we were dismissed. The boy that says write was bad still made me upset..

Now I was running outside with my hair messy and crying, looking for my daddy because he pushed me.. and it was an accident he said.

I don't see daddy's truck, so I cried harder and sat down on the bench. I see mommy's car pull up and she rushes towards me as fast as she could.

"Sage!" She yells as she walks towards me, kneeling down in front of me, "What's wrong? What happened?"

"I want daddy, daddy not here!" I cry as she picks me up and put my head down on her shoulder.

"Daddy will be here tomorrow morning.. when you wake up, I promise.."