'This world is full of idiots. Sometimes I feel as though I am the
only human who hasn't lost their clarity.' Dib thought to himself as he
held an ice pack to his ribs. Some of his classmates had ganged up on him
after school.
They called him a wide variety of and made fun of his life in every way possible. He tried to protest and talk it out with them, but they didn't understand his large vocabulary and kicked him a couple of time in the ribs for it. He was going to go take some notes on Zim's gnomes, when he told them that they called him a 'fag' or something. When he called Gaz on his watch to beg for help, she laughed at him and called a couple of names as well, then hung up.
Sometimes he didn't even know why he bothered. Nobody believed him. He cared about no one and no one loved him. 'They would still laugh at me even if I showed them Zim is an alien. Dad still wouldn't care about me, I think he sees me as an embarrassment.'
His thoughts were cut off there as a great wave of pain hit him. It was agonizing. The paramedics who had picked him up put him in the hospital for the weekend and his father didn't even visit once. He had to miss school today, but was in too much pain to enjoy it. So here was Dib, all alone.
Like that was out of the ordinary.
He wondered what he would do for the next couple of hours. He could still walk around, but it did hurt a bit. He could still move his arms, even though that snotty girl had scratched him up quite badly, so he decided to go downstairs and get something to eat.
Dib had gotten halfway down the stairs when he stopped dead in his tracks. Something was wrong. He darted down the stairs, only to find someone, a girl, sitting on the couch.
Oh, keep reading! It gets better, so much better! PLEASE I'm begging you to continue reading this, or I'll um...sick my army of origami monkeys on you!
They called him a wide variety of and made fun of his life in every way possible. He tried to protest and talk it out with them, but they didn't understand his large vocabulary and kicked him a couple of time in the ribs for it. He was going to go take some notes on Zim's gnomes, when he told them that they called him a 'fag' or something. When he called Gaz on his watch to beg for help, she laughed at him and called a couple of names as well, then hung up.
Sometimes he didn't even know why he bothered. Nobody believed him. He cared about no one and no one loved him. 'They would still laugh at me even if I showed them Zim is an alien. Dad still wouldn't care about me, I think he sees me as an embarrassment.'
His thoughts were cut off there as a great wave of pain hit him. It was agonizing. The paramedics who had picked him up put him in the hospital for the weekend and his father didn't even visit once. He had to miss school today, but was in too much pain to enjoy it. So here was Dib, all alone.
Like that was out of the ordinary.
He wondered what he would do for the next couple of hours. He could still walk around, but it did hurt a bit. He could still move his arms, even though that snotty girl had scratched him up quite badly, so he decided to go downstairs and get something to eat.
Dib had gotten halfway down the stairs when he stopped dead in his tracks. Something was wrong. He darted down the stairs, only to find someone, a girl, sitting on the couch.
Oh, keep reading! It gets better, so much better! PLEASE I'm begging you to continue reading this, or I'll um...sick my army of origami monkeys on you!