• When I arrived, into the new environment, you and all welcomed me kindly.
    I knew I would have fun here, with out a fear.
    Weeks passed by and nothing has changed. You gave me a cold look, and avoided me. Later that week, I had a bad dream, two in fact, it's true, it's true.
    I was walking into class, like every day, everyone gave me the same cold look, as if I had two heads. I went to my teach, she couldn't hate me. I asked her a question, one I don't recall. She answered me and then turned away. I wasn't ignored. If I asked a question, they responded in a distant way. The next morning I tell my mother, she tells me not to worry. I go on with the day until nightfall. I fall asleep very late and I had another dream. There were more students I Have never met before. Yet even they, didn't like me. In that dream I found myself in my pajama pants. I changed in the bathroom, decorated with modern colorful cubes. I went out, and half of you were gone.