HUNTA-265: Uppskotið hjá happanum fekk meg at kenna meg luft. Øll vilja ikki vera soleiðis, so eingin er at tosa við meg. Eingin kendi mína tilveru. So eg havi júst lagt plássið í eina løtu, og har var ein genta, sum sat á mínum skriviborði, og eg segði, "Vit fara, tað er mítt pláss.

The bully's suggestion made me feel airborne. Everyone doesn't want to be like that, so there's no one to talk to me. No one recognizes my existence. So I just left my seat for a moment, and there was a girl sitting on my desk, and I said, "Well, that's my seat ..."