Today was awesome! Ms. G gave me another sticker for knowing my timetables up to 13. I did even better than Chloe, she got stuck on 12 x 9. She got a little sour that I won the competition. Oh well, I worked hard! I’m only two stickers away from getting the Golden Student Award! I told mom about it and she got me my favourite peppermint ice-cream when she took me to the park. Silas, Chloe and Ginny were already at the jungle gym. We had a great time playing pirates. I couldn’t play very long as usual though. The camera people came again. Mom doesn’t like them and so do.. er, don’t I? I’ll ask Ms G tomorrow. Every time they take pictures of me and mommy, Silas and Chloe would tease me. I don’t like that. Oh! I also learned a new word from storytime today. ‘Toodles!’ ‘Toodles’ to the camera people! What a funny word!
Petey was trying so hard not to sleep during Simlish grammar but he end up dropping his head on the table. Silas tried to ‘help’ wake him up by flicking eraser bits at him. The sixth one went straight up his nose hole and he yelled and jumped so high! He must have thought it was a spider. We all laughed. Ms G. was not impressed and poor Petey had to face the corner for the rest of the lesson. Which was why Silas couldn’t wait with us by the gate after school because Petey was chasing him all around. Ginny and Chloe were cheering. It was really funny to watch but I feel a bit bad for Petey so I lent him my Simlish notes. Mom is late picking me up today so I got to meet Ginny’s mom. She recognised my name and mommy’s name too when I told her. In the end, it was nanny Pam who picked me up from school so I couldn’t go to the park. I don’t think I have anything else interesting to write. Ares is wailing because Sesame Street just ended but that’s not interesting. Nanny will rewind the tape again. I’ll go watch too. Toodles!
Ginny asked me during music if it’s true that daddy died and he died in my room. I didn’t say anything. How did she know? She gave me a weird look. I think she wanted to ask more questions but I pretended to focus very hard on my flute playing. She whispered to Chloe instead. I’m sure they were talking about me but I felt too sad about dad so I didn’t talk to anyone at all. Mommy asked if I wanted to go to the park but I said no. I wanted to come home and write to you.
I never told anyone this. Daddy died when I was 2 years old and I remember it. It’s true! No one can remember their 2 year old time but I do. We were playing and daddy says I win if I climb on his back. He gave me tickle attacks but I won. He was laughing, but then he suddenly fell over and a black covered man appeared and the room got cold.
I cried really hard. Mommy begged him not to take daddy away. The black cloth man left and daddy was still on the floor. I didn’t understand then, but I know now. That man is Death. Like in Ms. G’s story about the dog who was given back his life to save its master! But the dark man didn’t give daddy back his life. It was mommy, mommy used her magi
Mommy heard me crying yesterday and came in the room so I had to hide you. I feel better now so I’ll continue. Mummy used magic on daddy to bring him to life but it was horrible. Daddy looked horrible, he must be feeling- His eyes look- I cannot write this. Sorry… we have a new student today. Her name is Clarissa. … I think writing about daddy has made me sad. I don’t feel like writing.
I got the Golden Student Award today. It took me the past 2 weeks to get the last sticker! I got it for good writing. It must be because I write to you! Everyone clapped for me and I gave a big smile and thank like how I see mom practice in front of the mirror sometimes. I thought I would feel happier but something has changed since I last wrote to you.
It all started with Clarissa, the new student. Ginny and Silas like her a lot. I do too, but she’s odd sometimes. Like today when I was in front of class, I saw that Clarissa looked unhappy again. I asked if she was ok but she didn’t want to talk to me. She talked to Ginny instead. That’s ok. I prefer to talk to Ginny and not Silas sometimes so maybe its that. But I feel lonely.
We played at the park but I didn’t enjoy myself as much. Silas and Ginny were quiet and whispering a lot to each other. I tried asking but they kept saying nothing’s up. They laughed a bit too but they won’t tell me why they’re laughing. I feel uncomfortable. I asked mommy to take me home earlier. Maybe its about Clarissa so they can’t tell me without asking her. I hope we can all talk tomorrow.
I don’t like school. I met Ginny’s mom again and she looked angry at me. She didn’t smile and took Ginny away. Clarissa and Chloe were watching and they were laughing really hard. Silas was grinning too. They do this a lot now.. I think they’re laughing at me. I don’t know what’s going on. Clarissa hasn’t talked to me since the last time I wrote to you. I think she hates me. Ginny talks to me but sometimes she says mean things to me. Like today I asked her to come with me to the bathroom, she says I must be extra dirty and Chloe giggled. I don’t like this at all. Silas says its nothing but he doesn’t play on the jungle gym with me anymore. I catch other people in class looking at me sometimes, but they turn away fast and say nothing too. I don’t know what else to write. We’re all good friends so it should be okay right? Maybe its just Clarissa. Toodles…
I know what they are saying now. Petey told me to go behind the canteen during recess. They were standing in a group. They know about daddy. And they even know about Death. I shouldn’t have told Ginny. I told her on the day I couldn’t write to you. They saw me hiding and started calling me names… They said untrue things! They said I was a freak and a curse… I thought maybe Clarissa told them to say these nasty things but they say they heard it from their parents so it must be true! Even Silas and Ginny told me to go away.. They say my touch kills people… killed daddy… that my hands are dirty… I’m not dirty! … they’re wrong… I didn’t kill
It’s been quite awhile. 7 years, 3 months and 11 days to be exact.
Mom’s at school now, discussing my case with Mr Johnson and Ms Brown. I came straight home without waiting for her. Why bother? I already know what’s going to happen to me anyway. Expulsion. Yeah, whatever. Four transfers around Simsville in the last 2 years and it ends with me getting expelled. WHAT. EVER. I don’t care.
By the time I came to my senses, Mr Johnson and Ms Kendal were holding me. Rick, Clarissa, Derek and the rest of the llamaturds were on the floor. The whole gym was in suspense. Like when Drieg confronted Viedt in Watchmen as the world watched in terror, except this is the calm AFTER the storm.
I won’t apologise. They had it coming. They’ve been bullying me for the 5 months that I’ve transferred here. FIVE. FREAKIN. MONTHS. That’s a hundred days of name-calling, pushing, shoving, destroying my gym clothes and possessions and other abuses that I have to endure! School always says there’s not enough proof for action to be taken, and everyone else either ignores it, or treats me as a source of entertainment. I’m done. I’m DONE, mom. I’m done with ignoring, reasoning, or whatever you call the ‘better person’! It’s gotten me nowhere in grade school, and look what it’s done to me now. You’re different from Ares! She says. You can use magic! She says. You might really, really hurt them! She says. Oh yeah? Well, taste my magic fists you llama droppings! How does it feel getting beaten up for a change?
Wow, my hands are shaking. I guess I was truly angry. .. They did look pretty hurt. Mom will have to meet the parents and apologise and.. probably settle their medical bills on my behalf… The media will be all over us again.. … Maybe I shouldn’t have… I don’t know. Was I supposed to take it? Where’s the justice in that! I don’t really know what I should’ve done.
Maybe… I was wrong. I acted rashly. I’ll never apologise to those bullies, but I should apologise to mom when she comes home. She doesn’t deserve anymore public slander, not when she worked so hard to shed the gossips from the past. And I’ll never tell her the real reason why I lost it… because they called her a.. a ****… … Mom doesn’t need to know because she doesn’t deserve that. She’s been nothing but loyal. She’s never dated since dad died. 13 years.. Not even once.
She’s home. I have to chuck you in the fireplace, can’t leave any evidence behind. Thank you for hearing me out one last time. Toodles.
- Athena is only 15 years old! I know she looks WAY older but hardships tend to do that to people so I left it. Another reason too was I didn’t want to change her inherited features – mom’s facial structure and skin, but dad’s everything else. Am also finding her RBF face refreshing!
- If you haven’t seen her bio I’ll state this now, Athena has the celebrity emotion bomb quirk. There will more than the occasional ‘llama’ talk. You have been, and will be warned!
- Thank you for reading!