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When I Was Little.

20:21 Jul 16 2013
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This was when I was little and I didn't know what I was.

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It was the first day of first grade. I lived in New Jersey at the time. It was a rainy day. My favorite kinds of days. My mother was worried about me going to school knowing what everyone in the neighborhood thought of me. She dressed me well and I was scared to go. What if the rain lets up and everyone sees how weird I am?



My father drove me to the bus stop and told my brother to stay by my side no matter what. My brother was very social and didn't like me. Sometimes we would even have really bad fights. Somehow I would always win and he would hate me even more.



We got to school and my brother left me to go off with his friends while I had to find my way to my class room. The school bell rang and I was late for class. I was the last one in the room and everyone looked at me. I looked around the classroom seeing the pretty girls and boys at one table and the nerds at the other. All the seats were taken except for one all the way in the back of the class. I took my seat and the teacher began teaching.



Hours past and it was time for recess. I started to walk outside when I saw the rain was now just a drizzle. I looked at everyone out on the playground. They didn't care to get wet other then the pretty girls that were under a little fort. I ran to the nearest tree. I didn't get one drop on my book.



I was almost done with the book by the time some of the pretty girls came up to me.



"Hey! Dark girl!"



I looked up seeing a girl with a side pony talking to me. 'dark girl'? I then looked at what I was wearing. I was wearing a black dress with white ruffles at the bottom and black school shoes.



"Yes," I looked into her eyes with anger from calling me dark girl.



Her look then had a little fright in it want stepped back and looked away.



"All I wanted to know is how'd you run so fast?"



I was always a fast runner.



Then the teacher called us in.



On the bus ride back home I hears some of the kids behind me talking about me. They said that they heard rumors saying I was a witch and with one glance I could kill someone and stupid stuff like that.



I was from that day on a outcast.


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