My Day
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Thread Topic: My Day
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I kinda have a need to tell some of my stories in detail. I don't care if you care or not. If you don't care, don't read this. But maybe my friends can read this and give me their opinions.
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Day #1
The Liar
Chapter 1
It all started like any other chaotic event on the bus. Me trying to help someone. "I want my mommy!" A little girl on the bus named Alah told me, next to tears. "Well, you have to go to school." I tell her, thinking of ways to cheer her up. "Don't you have friends at school?" I asked. Alah nodded and held up five fingers. "Five? What are their names?" I asked. Alah listed the names and began talking about her friends.
"That's nice!" I cheered when she was done. Then I turn to my frienemy Ivy and her cousin Emma who everyone says lies a lot. "When I was her age, I had three friends. Parker, Meadow Summerfeild, and Braxton." I told them. "Hey! I know Meadow! She's my cousin!" Emma told me. Almost everyone I tell her about is her cousin. So I test to see if she was lying. "What color is Meadow's hair?" I asked. She doesn't answer, so I know she's lying. "You're a liar!" She tells me.
"How am I the liar if you're the one lying?" I asked. "You told me you had 16 brothers!" She told me, when I told her nothing of the sort. "No... I have two brothers and a sister." I reply. "Liar." She told me. So I showed her pictures of me and my siblings. To each one she said "Liar." I eventually give up and conclude with "Yeah, but I don't have 16 brothers." I told her. "I never said that!" She yelled. "Whatever." I replied, giving up as I got off the bus. -
Chapter 2
After school, I get back on the bus. Prepared to prove Emma was lying. I asked the girl on my bus who Emma said was her big sister. "Do you know who Meadow Summerfeild is?" I asked. "No." Victoria, Emma's 'sister' replied. "See? You lied." I told Emma. "I never said that." She lied. "Victoria, your sister keeps lying." I told Victoria. "She's not my sister. She's my cousin." Victoria told me.
"Oh. She told me you're her sister." I told Victoria. "No I didn't!" Emma told me. By now I had a head ach trying to make sense of everything. "I think you're a compulsive liar." I told Emma. "Tasha, stop picking on her! She's just a little girl!" Victoria demanded.
(Victoria is a peer tutor at my school. So like an EA without university degrees. I guess that makes her (even though she's in my age group) the boss of me... Anyways. I wasn't picking on anyone. Every day I'm helping the little kids have fun and behave quietly. And I get no rewards for this. I like hanging out with the front and helping out. But it would be nice if someone could help out once in a while. It would also be nice if the kids in the back would stop accusing me of abusing or bullying the kids when all I'm doing is separating them when they're hurting the other kids or themselves. It would also be nice to have a million dollars. But that ain't gonna happen either. So back to the story.)
"I'm not picking on anyone. I'm just saying that she's lying all the time!" I told Victoria. "She's just a little girl!" Victoria told me. "And you're 15!" Ivy yelled. "That doesn't mean she should lie all the time!" I told them. "I wasn't lying!" Emma yelled. And whatever I said that was evidence that she lied she would say liar. Eventually everyone was yelling at me and calling me a bully. To the point I started crying.
I don't know if it was my Autism or just me. But I started yelling. I couldn't understand whether or not what anyone was saying was true!!! Because the other day they warned me that Emma was a liar, and now they were mad at me for saying she was a liar? The chaos continued until I yelled at them to stop treating me like a bad guy when all I try to do is help. Victoria then says "Well if everyone's treating you like a bad guy maybe you're doing something wrong." She told me.
I started crying again and ignored everyone. People got mad at me for singing and banging the seat. I have learnt how to control my melt downs... But it's harder with the chaos on the bus. So I turned to the window and ignored everyone. But I did hear Victoria talking to the bus driver. All I heard however was, and let me clarify I was going to bring up my Autism as an explanation when everyone was yelling at me for slapping the seat. But I was afraid they would say it was an excuse... Cause people seem to say that... So I can't say it's a reason anymore...:
Bus Driver: Well, she has Autism.
Victoria: Well she shouldn't use a disorder as an excuse.
Victoria: Well... I'll tell the Principal when I get to school. I'm a peer tutor in her class so...
And that was all I heard. I looked down as Victoria got off the bus. And I keep wondering if I was really a bad guy... I wasn't sure what I was allowed to think. -
This is terrible.
Why did it turn into a screenplay in the last couple of lines? You didn't feel like writing the three additional lines it would take to make it fit in with everything else? -
Hmm, that's an awesome real story. Advice from my side: next time you see Emma, just smile casually and act as if you believe in whatever she says.
That was immature and "uncool" from your side to prove that Emma was a liar. Although your intention wasn't to be a "bad" guy, you seemed like it to them.
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