I sit on my bed, looking like an idiot, dressed for Easter
I hate birthday parties. They are the worst thing in the world.
I could still hear all the little kids screaming and shrieking from the living room. “OH MY GOD SHUT UP !!!” I thought.
Sunlight was pouring in from the window. It would have been pretty, if it had been on another day.
I wasn’t about to leave my room, not to go back out there, anyway. “I hate little kids,”I told myself.
So, I sat there, in a bright yellow frilly shirt, pastel blue shorts, and pink bunny ears on my head. “I hate Easter, too.”
I looked like an idiot.