Chapter 2

6 0 0
                                    

And so began the research. I looked through yearbooks of years past, trying to learn about this mysterious being. I studied him in class, at recess, at lunch, in the halls. I noticed quite a bit that others just looked over. At this point in time, no one really liked him. Everyone basically called him crazy. But he was. He was always doing and saying crazy things and acting in weird ways, but he did it on purpose. He did it to get attention. He did it because he wanted people to notice him and like him, but this was not the way to do it. No one wanted to be near him. No one, except me when I was doing my studies. Then, suddenly, as if brought on by a mysterious gust of wind, something happened. Something surprising.

Class ClownTempat cerita menjadi hidup. Temukan sekarang