Sana
There is this boy at school that keeps bothering me. He bothers me almost as much as the time when Mama went missing, but thankfully she came back the next day and I cried. Anyway, this boy has started to take things from my bag and even makes fun of the bento that mama makes. Most of it were traditional but mama is always amazing and makes little octopuses or little bears in my bento.
It bothered me enough that when I saw my bento gone and everyone seems like they didn’t know where it went, it crushed me. I knew they knew where it was, but I don’t want to cry in front of bullies. I don’t tell mama all of these because she’ll get sad and worried and I don’t want that. I suddenly miss Papa. I want to go to him right now as I stand beside my desk with my blue denim backpack hanging o
