I think that this boy maybe traveled to a new place in the USA. A millionbillionwillion miles away from home and he’s waiting for the bell to sound at his first school day, he seems very nervous and shy to all the new pupils. Why are they so big? Why do they look this different? It’s all new for him. He think that all the pupils perhaps was born in rich families, and he’s a kind of an outsider. All the games, they don’t want to let me in. He’s still a child and everything’s new, all the railings? Are we going to get eaten by monsters? Things that don’t give me sweets? Why does everyone wear a uniform? What is this? He don’t know what a classroom is, he think that it’s small and slimy? He wanted to be more free, and stay home with his mom and dad to have fun. He think that he’s in the middle of nowhere, which means that he don’t even know where he is. But in some kind of weird way I think that he maybe likes it, all the new stuff. It’s good for him.
He’s just standing, can’t remember his own name, wishes that the teacher will yell it for him. He don’t know what a teacher is, he just know that it’s a grownup like his own mom,
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