This has been the crudest day I've had in a while, and it's my birthday! It started out so good too. My parents gave me cake in bed and told me that they had a surprise for me at dinner. I was really excited. But then I had to go to school and my little protection bubble was broken, all the bullies laughed at me because I wore a birthday ribbon to school in seventh grade, and my teacher made me read in front to the whole class again! Everyone, even the teacher, was mad at me for messing up simple words like knight and cow and stuff like that. And the passage was full of really big words too. They all got even more mad at me once I started crying, they didn't even look at me after that.
Lunch wasn't any better, I sat by myself, as always and ate my pale turkey sandwich. It didn't look like much, but I think it tastes better than the gross gray stuff on everyone else's plates. I watch them all talking with their friends, and battling with their enemies. I know every kid's name here, but they all call me the stupid girl with purple glasses or even more meaner words. But they have friends, and I'm the freak.
I was so sad that my parents didn't pick me up early, it would've helped me be more happy for my thirteenth birthday. I was so excited that I had Mommy put my mousey hair into two braids, my favorite hair style. So when the final bell rang, I had almost skipped to the car rider line. But a couple of really big boys blocked my way and asked for my money. I said I had none and they didn't believe me, so I ran to the girls' restroom and locked myself up in a stall. I didn't go out till I heard my name on the intercom, telling me that my parents were there.
I had ran to the front office and ran to the car. It was new, shiny, and silver, but all I cared about was my parents inside. They saw the tears on my face and asked what happened. I told them about my awful day and they said something about talking to the principal. I told them no, because he was meaner than my teacher. They looked sad for a second, but then Daddy said that I would love my present. I hope that I love my present.
So we went home and had dinner, macaroni and cheese with mashed potatoes and gravy, my favorite, and then they gave me a small medium sized box with shiny purple and sliver wrapping paper! My favorite colors.
"Happy birthday Nancy, you deserve it sweetspark."
I felt filled with joy at my nickname, and carefully opened the wrapping paper. Inside was a cardboard box, so I opened it too. Inside was the best Starscream toy I've ever seen! All the colors, shapes, and his face was right, plus it's eyes glowed red."Thank you," I said happily, picking it up, gently.
" That's not even the best part sweetspark."
The toy in my hands flew a little, then it went on the table and bowed,"I'm Starscream, second in command of the Decepticons, how are you Nancy?"
Oh my goodness, I know that my parents are inventors, but this is the best toy ever. It can fly and has Starscream's voice. This is the best toy. Ever!
"Would you like me to turn into a jet?"
"Yes," I say, and it turns into a jet and flys around the kitchen, not making a mess. My parents now explain the toy. It has over six-hundred sayings, can fly, and has a long charging cell, which means it has really really good batteries. And they explain that he is a toy and not real.
I wish he was though. At night I saw a shooting star and wished that I'd have the bestest friend ever, just like I do every night, but this time I hug Starscream goodnight.
{Third person point of view}
That night a change took place in that house. The little robot's mind became open and he became sentient, no longer having to do things just like it's programing said. No this little robot now had a mind and spark.
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