I am a kid who gets bullied.
I wonder why kids bully me.
I hear the sound of their feet going by.
I see a big storm of them.
I want them to give back my Earth.
I am the Keeper of Earth.
I pretend that they will be nice to me.
I feel the urge to tell on them.
I touch the remains of Earth they left behind.
I worry that they will break my Earth.
I cry because the Master of Earth thinks I destroyed it.
I am mad at the bullies
I understand why the Master of Earth is mad.
I say, “The bullies took it!”
I dream that the bullies apologize and give back the Earth.
I try to get it back.
I hope they will give the Earth back.
I am a sad, disappointed child.