Little thing while in a writing mood.
The Favorite Bug.
Reader was never really anyone's favorite, no matter how much they tried. They remember letting kids push them around and bully them to try and make friends. They weren't really good at making friends, they never really had them and no one showed them how to make them. They weren't in school much from having some issues and had to be moved to one of those Clinics were children with more difficulty can take classes under watchful eyes after Reader's Teacher made a recommendation because Reader kept passing out and it worried her. The Teacher's name was Miss Shanlian, Reader doesn't think she liked them much but they certainly remembered the lasting pity on her face whenever she looked at them. It made their skin want to crawl, how does one look at them so caringly when they were basically strangers? Reader remembers nervously chewing on their cheek until it bled everytime her gaze fell on them. The worried expression she looked at them with, it was like someone looking at their favorite bug crawl in the dirt and watching as birds slowly noticed them. Reader didn't care much for Birds, they liked bugs- the only thing people looked more disgusted with than them. Bugs were their favorite and they hoped to be someone's favorite one day.
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