Grade 7 Writing Contest Winner - Grace Sprangers
When Mr. Tushman called my house to ask if I would show a new kid with a "slight deformity" in his face, I was expecting someone with a cleft palate in their lip or something. This kid's so ugly, I can't even describe it. My mom thought it was a very kind thing to do, and she had seen him around town, at the grocery store, and at the park, so she knew how people were mean to him. She told me I didn't have to, but "strongly encouraged" me to, and told me to be nice, whatever I do. I was as nice to him as I could be...until we got to the auditorium. I was really starting to wonder about his face, so I asked him: "Can I ask you a question?" To this, he shrugged. "What's the deal with your face? I mean, were you in a fire or something?" Charlotte's face crinkled with disgust as she said, "Julian, that's so rude!" Then we went on arguing about how Mr. Tushman told us we could ask questions, blah blah blah. It was a legitimate question! I never did really get an answer though, and it made me mad that he could take a hit so lightly. Most kids would crinkle up crying, or punch me, but at that moment I knew, all I really wanted was to break this kid.
Jack and August
"Okay, so partners for your science projects!" Ms. Rubin said, looking around the class. "Reid and Tristan, Maya and Max, Charlotte and Ximena, August and Jack..." I was disgusted. I was there when Mr. Tushman told us to be extra nice to everyone, and Jack was trying to rack up points with the teachers by being best friends with him all year. Sometimes I thought maybe the staff had bribed him with good grades. I hated it, so I decided to talk to Jack after class. "...Miles and Amos, Julian and Henry..." I tuned out again.
I was thinking, Jack and August, sitting in a tree, the two best friends that could ever be. First comes the ugliness, then comes the deformity, then Jack goes and ditches me. I had tried multiple times to get Summer and Jack to stop being friends with him. I know that Mr. Tushman didn't ask Summer to be nice, but I just don't understand how she can find anyone who looks like that easy to be around.
On Halloween this year, I dressed up as Darth Sidious. One of my more favorite characters from Star Wars is Jango Fett, but the second I found out that "the freak" was coming as Boba Fett, I quickly changed my costume to last year's. There was no way I would be going as a "relative" of his.
During our homeroom in Ms. Petosa's classroom, Jack Will, dressed as a mummy, and I were having a conversation about August. I said something about how I would put a hood over my face every day if I looked like that, and Jack Will responded with that he would kill himself. This really shocked me.
"Tushman asked me to hang out with him at the beginning of the year, and he must have told all the teachers to put us next to each other in all our classes, or something."
A little while after this, the bleeding scream from from a few desks away quickly rushed out of the room. "What's their problem? Are they like sick or something? And where's August?" I asked, getting impatient to make fun of his costume, although a Boba Fett never walked through that door.
The "August Disease"
Yep, I invented it. It is my masterpiece. I don't know how gullable every kid in our grade is, but they all believed me when I told them during the second week or so of school, that August had a contagious disease and the only way for everyone not to catch it was to stay six feet away from him at all times. I called it the Plague. Also, I edited out his face in the class picture, which was actually surprisingly easy. Although, the editing system I used didn't recognize his face. It was the computer, not me. Anyways, I also held this amazing holiday party over Winter Break, and everyone was there. Except for August and Jack. At this party, I kind of switched everyone and told them they had to pick a side. Mine or August's. There were a few people that wanted to stay out of the drama and were called "neutrals," but the majority of the kids were on my side. I was very happy at this, and, quite frankly, not surprised at all.
At the end of year celebration in the auditorium, I was very surprised when August won the Henry Ward Beecher award. That award was mine! I sucked up to every teacher and tried very hard on all of my assignments, double and even triple checking my answers! I still think he only got that award because of his "slight" facial deformity. Everyone suddenly switched sides, including Miles and Henry. I don't understand! How can people be so nice to someone who was meant to be bullied? I like to think I am fulfilling my duties as a bully by breaking down August's overconfidence. At least next year I will have a new wimp to bully at my new school.