It all started in preschool, I had long, straight hair, and wore an orange dress with light blue trim. All I knew then was I got left there for a few hours then was brought home. My first day went like this.
I walked through the doors, I didn't think I belonged there the other girls were playing with dolls, the boys were, pissing on fake fires, I really do not belong here. I'd rather be learning something because I liked it when my mommy read to me and I want to be able to do that too. I walked to a corner with nobody there but once I got there a girl named Bebe stopped me.
"What's your name," She asked.
"Kyla," I said.
"Kyla, would you like to play with us?" Bebe asked, I really didn't have a choice did I?
"Yes," I said.
We went over to where the girls were, some of them left, no almost all of them left. The only girls left were me, Bebe, and a girl with black hair.
"Hello I'm Wendy." The black haired girl said.
"I'm Kyla." I said.
A year went by and me, Bebe, and Wendy became best friends, but Heidi Turner thought that best friends only came in pairs. Eventually Heidi got me out of the picture.
It was kindergarten and Heidi started telling Wendy and Bebe lies, like I said that I was more popular than both of them combined, but they didn't believe her. One day, Heidi gave me a note and it said:
Sorry, we can't be best friends anymore, not even friends. And we're going to make sure no one will want to be your friend.
From: Wendy and Bebe I didn't believe it this even looked similar to their writing, I walked over to them ,with tears in my eyes, not caring if this was a setup. Then I said something I would regret.
"Wendy, Bebe, can I talk to you two." I said.
"What is it?" They said in unison.
I then glared at them thinking they were being sarcastic well, screw them I don't care.
"What the fuck is wrong with you two!" I yelled, they were shocked by my sudden anger.
"What the fuck is wrong with YOU!" Bebe said, this time Wendy was shocked.
"What the fuck is going on!" Wendy said.
"Like you don't know." I said.
"What are you talking about?!" Wendy said.
"I'm done talking with you two! We are no longer best friends! Better yet, we're not even friends anymore!" I spat at them, then ran home.
I kept reading the note to see if Heidi Turner pranked me, but it looked exactly like their writing.
Then I decided if I didn't fit in with the girls I could try going...
...to the boys...
