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-for your information this is fiction

You should always be afraid of something even if it gets you laughed at. It might pay off it just might pay off. How exactly do I know this? Well I think you just might figure that out after you read this story of mine.

When I was going to school on Monday I was walking by the library when the school bullies came and threw a mud ball at my poor face. I was really beautiful, but I got teased because I was always talking about the aliens and how I was afraid they would attack the world at all angles, and fire weapons at us. Even the nerds hated me for what I said and I mean, they were NERDS. I wished my life was better and I was normal. Then I bet I would be the most popular girl in the school. As I said, I was beautiful.

I went into the boys' bathroom by mistake but luckily there were no boys in there, but when I came out my arch nemesis walked by and yelled out loud “MISS ALIEN GIRL WENT INTO THE BOYS BATHROOM!” Everyone was laughing at the mud spot on my face and that I went into the boy’s bathroom. Then I immediately went into the girls' bathroom. I grabbed a paper towel, then wiped the remaining mud off my face and hair.

During science class I poured the poisonous stuff into a chemical reaction liquid so it exploded at the first drop. It was only to create a puff of smoke. The only explanation is I mixed the wrong stuff together. The science teacher told me last time I did this that if I did it one more time I would get sent to the principal’s office for not obeying the instructions. I was doomed. That would be my last DR, then I would have to pay them a little visit and get a detention.

At the end of the detention I was to pay, I was walking down the road with my head down. Then right in front of me I found a laser mark and said to myself oh-no my fear is coming true.

I was looking through all the alien research I had. The attack had come. I thought I was the only one to survive. I ran outside in my alien protective suit and all the kids in my class where standing outside my house laughing hysterically while some fell on the ground laughing, and some fell to their knees.

I was so embarrassed then suddenly with out thinking I blurted out “IF THE ALIENS WHERE TO REALLY ATTACK RIGHT NOW I WOULD BE THE ONLY ONE SAFE!” I was feeling terrible.

I went back inside and took off my protective suit and sat down on my bed in a sober sort of way. For the next three weeks I was the laughing stock of the school. I figured out the four people that did this to me. The four bullies. I was smoking mad at them and if I say smoking mad I mean worse.

The next day after the whole tease routine I was on my way home I thought I saw an airplane. But this time it just floated right up above so I stared at it. I was fascinated of airplanes because I was scarred of the aliens attacking. As days went by I started to fear the fact that the aliens were not attacking, because there were no aliens. I wondered if I was freaking out for no reason and everyone else was right about there being no aliens.

There were just too many problems I had. I had to deal with the criticism, the name calling, the bullies, the laughing. And even the dorky nerds thought I was insane.

It seemed nobody but my mom cared for me and my belongings, and I think that’s only because she has no friends ‘cause she believes in aliens. I was so lonely I had no friends. I had nobody but my mom to take careful inspection of, and I was sick and tired of getting pushed around by parents and their kids. The one thing I wanted but didn’t want was an alien attack. And I only wanted it because I wanted to prove them wrong!

I went to school the next day and made a speech. I can tell you right now, that was a big mistake! The speech said, “The birds and the bees will fly with thee if thee is to follow thy rules of one another. AND NOT BOSS ME AROUND.”

That day after the speech the principal cursed himself for letting me tell that speech. Right when I walked out of the room I knew I shouldn’t have at all.

Days went by. I just turned 13. The day after the attack came; my mom and I were ready. People came rushing to our house asking for our missal, attack bomb weapons. And of course we refused to let them have it!

When the war was over it was so cool. Then BAM, BOOM, BANG, AND A FINAL CRASH! There goes the last space ship. I was so weirded out.

-READ SOON TO BE NUMBER 2 OF THE GOOD DAYS IN FRIGHT!