My class make fun of me
They don’t talk to me
They wish I could disappear
To most people I am inconspicuous
Everyone would rather work with everyone in the class expect they rather die than work with me
They only know me when I have food
They call me a monkey
They said I am from Africa
They make fun of what I wear to school
They even make fun of how I talk, how I look
when I get home I just start crying because I don’t...