“My life / My funeral”,
Oh, baby...
I’m afraid your son is autistic.
Feed him to the lions.
I wrote 110 words for Martin Luther King, Mommy!
You look like a girl with that hair.
Oh, hey. I’m ____.
School is closed due to the emerging “coronavirus”.
I just wanna be with my friends again...
Welcome back.
I want someplace better for myself.
I don’t care. Don’t go to school!
Friends? We were never friends, bitch-ass nigga.
Oh, hey. I’m ____.
You are so handsome.
You better hurry up and know it.
Can I touch your hair?
Oompa-Loompa doo-ba-dee doo,
I’ve got a special story for you...
I’ll see ya in September.
...
What’d you get for question 3?
Can I wear your top hat?
Welcome to Creative Tech.
Thanks. I needed it to sell you and your kind, monkey.
there together, and we were talking, and he said that.
...What the—
AN APOLOGY
Fool me once...
I TOLD YOU TO WORK ON IT LAST NIGHT! HOW ARE WE SUPPOSED TO PRESENT IF WE DON’T—
Assalamualaikum!
Something something new unit something something variables...
Everybody else here is just...dumb. You and I are probably the smartest kids in seventh grade.
Why did you leave Chorus? You could have been a great Fester for the musical!
Come to MOSAIC.
If the Germans had used your voice instead of the gas, everyone would have surrendered.
We should start meeting on Thursdays for extra help. It’ll work to improve your grade from the recent test.
Now fuck off.
This isn’t what friends do.
You and that crow are probably cousins because you’re both black.
I’m almost an eighth-grader!
Those weren’t my jokes.
See you all in September..
...
Welcome back.
Everything’s going by so fast...
Death to socialism!
I feel so alone.
Even if you did like me, that wouldn’t be so bad.
A very merry unbirthday to you...
To you!
...
I can’t anymore.
What?
I am suffering from chronic loneliness.
Oh.
Maybe I’ll find a solution to my problem, maybe I won’t.
I’m sure you will.
Yeah...yeah, I’ve got a “solution”.
/ (S____, B____, C____, H____, J____)
HE’S DEAD?!
There’s no way. Seriously?
No...no, no, no...
Damn.
So he’s gone, huh?
When’s the funeral?
We gather here today to remember—
No, no I’m not crying.
Can we go home already?
I never knew it would be so hard to dig a grave.
I’m so sorry.
Farewell, Ryan. Farewell.