I asked her what manga was and she explained manga and anime, I was intrigued so I asked her to take me to the manga section. E explained that Lune only spent her time reading manga. Soon E and I talked a bit more, I still barely spoke but she didn’t mind, whenever N would come by I would quickly shut up, being a nervous wreck around unfamiliar people, one day I asked E where her friend (Lune) was since I only every see Her and N around. Being the quiet and shy person I was, I just looked at her and nodded, she began to talk, I really didn’t want to, being the new kid and all alongside the fact that I had trust issues (and I still do…) She began talking about Lowry’s work and then she got me by my favorite poem, The Raven.
I opened the book and began to read, about half and hour later E sat down next to me with The giver and Gathering Blue in her hand, she smiled and asked me if I liked the serious. I was about to move onto to my next book which was Messenger by Lois Lowry, I always want to read the book but never got the chance to. I would often gather some 5 or so book stack them on a desk and read until my mother or aunt came to pick me up (my aunt was helping my mother get a job so instead of lazing around I asked to be dropped off at libraries and such.) one day I was sitting in the library and I had just finished reading Dicken’s Pickwick Papers and Stephen King’s Carrie (I always read more mature books, another reason I was bullied) When Lune and her friends who I will call N and E Then everything went downhill when I met a girl, (Who I will call Lune) Me being very shy and quiet I spent time in the library, both the school and public library. I was introduced to the class and was call cute and stuff (compared to everyone else I was really short) I was soon enrolled into the nearby middle school.
My auntie made me and my mother feel very welcome, I was happy, I finally got a clean slate, my crybaby scaredy-cat reputation wasn’t going to follow me. The town they were in was nothing but suburbs, and that drove a big city boy like me wild. So my mother decided to leave without him she left and took me to Utah to live with Auntie Clara, and my very American cousins. My mother at that time wanted to move, my father did not want to move anywhere. I was in my final year of middle school, 6th and 7th grade had crushed my soul, I was severely bullied because of my docile nature and the fact that I always wore hoodies, no matter what weather.
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