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“(I was worried about first attending this school. After all, I'm a dragon. The R” (152 conversations)
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Jun 27, 2023 at 9:50 AM EDT
United States
, Michigan
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(I was worried about first attending this school. After all, I'm a dragon. The Red Dragon to be exact. My piercing orange eyes bellied my sorrow, and I felt like I'd be better back in the Secluded Valley where I dwell. Just then, I felt something nudge on my wing.) ???: "Get out of my way, you dweeb." (She pushed my wing, on purpose.) Safi'jiiva: "Hey! What's the big deal?! Just because I'm the only dragon here, doesn't mean I'm basically something for you to push on!" (The cracks in-between my scales emitted a blue glow, and my eyes glowed too.) Safi'jiiva: "TELL ME YOUR NAME BEFORE I TURN YOU INTO ASHES!" (The girl still seemed calm, despite my outburst.) ???: "My name is Alice. Now get out of my way." (She pushed me again, and I banged my head on the wall. My eyes and the cracks in-between my scales stopped glowing. I watched on as Alice walked away.) Safi'jiiva: (to myself) "Calling me a dweeb like that...how rude." (I attended my first class of the day - Math. To my utter annoyance, I was assigned a seat next to Alice - who was definitely the school bully, cause she called me a "dweeb" and the school completely ignored the fact she was being rude to me.)
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(I tried to ignore her, and focused on the lesson. But then, she started scribbling on my notebook.) Safi'jiiva: "What are you doing?!" Alice: "Just making some "improvements" to your notebook. It looked too plain and boring." Safi'jiiva: "I don't need your "improvements"! Give me my notebook back!" Alice: "What? Are you going to cry now? You're such a baby." (She threw my notebook across the room, and the whole class laughed.) Safi'jiiva: "I won't tolerate this kind of behavior. I demand respect." Alice: "You demand respect? Just because you're a dragon? You're not special. You're just a freak." (She laughed and the bell finally rang. I picked up my notebook, which was now covered in pink glitter and hearts. I felt humiliated and angry. How could I ever survive in this school?)