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By lynn rodgers
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I take a deep sigh as I take my place at the end of the line, spiral clutched close to my developed chest. The girls near the front snicker. It only hurts if you let it. I repeat my mother’s words silently
We head outside. I take my usual place at the swing set, sending the other kids scurrying. The group of popular girls is brave enough to walk by. I overhear there rude comments.
“I heard she’s not a virgin”
“What’s that mean?”
“It means she kisses boys”
“That is so gross. Who would do that?”
“Who would touch that?”
I close my eyes it only hurts if you let it. I open them and the playground has transformed into my make believe world. I try to sketch what I see but can’t so I describe what I see high detail.
“Watcha doin’?” my world is gone with the gentle sway of my swing. The other class that has recess with mine but have a new student because I don’t recognize her. I prepare myself for the jeers I know I'm about to take. It only hurts if you let it.
“Writing.”
“Cool, can I see?” her round face beams. She seems nice enough but I’ve been fooled before.
“Okay but don’t make fun,” I watch her intently as she reads half a page. I read her as she counts the pages I have written. It only hurts if you let it
“What’s your mane?” I’m stunned. Did someone just task my name? Dose someone actually care that I’m more than the freak?
“Amanda”
“Amanda, your name is as pretty as your writing. My name’s Ling ummmm can I take your story home? I wanna finish it and draw pictures.”
“Sure,” At the exact same moment the popular girls shout “hey, new girl!” and she’s gone with my most prized possession. Now the popular girls will revile the truth that I’m total loser. Who was I to think I was worthy of a friend? I take a deep sigh It only hurts if you let it.
The next day I dread recess even more. I have a new enemy and I don’t have my spiral to help me escape into my world. At recess Ling runs to me. I tense up It only hurts if you let it. She hugs me. Is this real? No, it can’t be. The popular girls have talked to her. I wait for the punch line. Instead ling hand s me my spiral with a piece of paper.
I look at the paper with caution. On it is a beautiful bird’s eye view of a dragon soaring over a lush valley. “But the….i thought…..you’d,” the words wont come out. I’m speechless.
Ling smiles. “I don’t know why everyone likes those girls. They’re mean. You, you’re nice and you write very good stories. Can I draw the cover for you best seller when we’re big?”
“Sure but first,” I drop my books “you gotta catch me!” I’m running around the play ground like a nine year old should.
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