Emily Lemington is my name, and I am a lone resident of this world. Why should it matter? I have enough money to prevent myself from being hungry. The University of Students Institute, or USI, is where I'm currently enrolled. Yes, they are the only institution that takes students with my particular set of circumstances. Hehe, you read that right. I am special in that I pretend to have a mental illness, but as long as I pay, they can't kick me out of school.

I'm strolling toward the school bench in my complete school uniform while holding my well-known, gorgeous doll when I suddenly fail to notice someone step in front of me to obstruct my path, and they all laugh at my misfortune. I'm currently f*cking kissing the rough road with my bare lips.

I cried out loud to get the principal's attention while she was walking by close and said, "Ouch, my face hurts, and my feet hurt too,"

Immediately after, the woman approaches and attempts to scare me by saying things like, "Hey small kid, quiet up, hey hush up, I will buy you a bag of sweets later, okay." Sweets? Is she blind? I mean, how the f*ck did she believe I was still a kid? Let's play then, I guess.

I show them my doll and scream even harder, asking them "Why did you do this? My darling doll is harmed too, look! They are bullying us Bianca."

The principal charged at us, her enraged face fixed on the three students behind me.

"Hey, what's happening here? Are you torturing her, as you claim to be doing? "," The principal yells angrily.

“Yes, they let my a*s kissed the f*cking floor, and my doll was also injured; I'm terrified!" I also show her my doll. In spite of my huge drama, I almost puke out. To their eyes, my sneer was invisible, and my tremendous fake compassion seemed obscured my angry eyes.

"No, we just wanted to have some fun...we didn't bully her, no, we didn't!" the girl replied.

"No, they let me dive on that damn floor!" In an effort to weep as loudly as I could, I stomped my feet like a child. I underestimated how difficult this would be. Why on earth did I decide to adopt this kind of identity, after all? Maybe because if I am like this, I can conceal myself more.

The principal is unsure of what to do at this point because we have attracted a lot of attention. "Hey, ok...what do you want now, huh? Do you like to make them run in the field? Or crawl on the road? What can you say, tell me?"

"No, I want them to feel how rough the floor is, just like they did to me," I laugh at the prospect. I want to see her ugly face dumped on the floor like a rug.

"What? Are you a crazy idiot? Oh, I forgot you were an idiot already, but hell, I will never do that stupid thing!" One of the three clown answered with her faked mimicking faced.

In front of classmates who had already witnessed the disturbance, I did my best to appear miserable by saying, "They are bullying me again." There are numerous students outside because it is still early and class has not yet begun. Actually, it is my first day here, therefore I do want them to know that although I am especial, I am not that simple.

“Okay, as you wish dear,” The principal had no courage to oppose me, yeah!

The principal has no choice but to agree to my request in order to stop the issue from worsening and compromising the school's reputation.

Everyone gasped when they heard the principal's immediate response; who would have thought that this principal would agree to my sick request so quickly?

"Girl, as a result of what you did, you must pay double; now, head to my office."

"Everyone, the class is about to begin; what are you doing out here? Return to your respective classes immediately," the principal yelled. But I interrupt her because I believe the show will be less exciting without an audience.

"No, I want them to watch my beautiful show," I say, clapping my hands. "I don't want them to leave; I want them to be my audience."

"Oh my goodness! That is not going to happen, principal," the three-clown protist declares, but because I insist, the principal is powerless to intervene right now. Remember, I am special, and no one can ever say no to me.

Girl No. 1 remarked, "Hahaha what a horrible first day of those ladies."

Clown no. 2: "Yeah, it's their fault for missing a special child like her."

"Yeah, huh. What a unique kid. Being in a class with someone like her is terrible,”

We're all making our way to the school's playground because, of course, that's where I'm going to do my show. However, take note that we are not moving along a grassy or cement path, but rather a rocky one. the road behind the school that is still under construction.

I want to impart a priceless lesson on these three young idiots that they will never forget. How could I leave them behind after they ruined my day?

"Here, here, I want to do it here," I said while jumping and clapping in unison and beaming with excitement.

Girl No.1 said, "Oh, it may be so much hurt if you crash and land over there."

"Good luck, fellas," The other one said.

The principal can't believe what she's doing right now; she can't find it right, but she's already agreed. Huh! She might treasure her life more than anything else in the world. So, congrats to her.

I take a seat on the sidewalk bench and let them run one by one; of course, I want them to run so that the effect is stunning as hell.

The three clowns are embarrassed and bow their heads. What a bummer their first day of school is. That's what you get when you try to bully a special one student like me. I get ready and,

"You, hurry up and run." I issue a command to the first clown who gets in my way. So she did, and as soon as her feet approached mine, I immediately put my feet across hers, and the result? She kisses the rocky road as hard as she can.