Bella was young, very happy, and had a mom and a dad with nice jobs. she went to school, ate lunch with her friends, and went home to her dog Cuddles and ate dinner after she did her homework. every tuesday was souffle day, and she walked to her grandmas on the weekends. she did the same thing each week, and every week. never did she complain once. Bella had a good life.

one day Bella met a man on her way to school. a quiet, tall man with a brown coat, . He was sitting on a park bench reading the daily newspaper. it was such a nice day, Bella decided to walk up and sit next to the man with the brown coat. The man didn't look up, or consider anything of the sort but the big crinkly newspaper.

“Hi. my name is bella..” she said. But there was still silence. the man remained quiet and shook open the newspaper and turned to the next page. “are you ok?” she asked. The man blinked a few times, and continued on reading. this is when Bella realized she didn't mind being ignored. “people are strange,” bella said, and got up from the bench and continued to school. She had class, ate lunch with her friends, and went home to Cuddles and dinner on the table.

The next day was the same, but there was something off. The tall man with the brown coat was still seated on the same park bench, reading the same newspaper. Again she walked to the bench and said hi to the man. again the man ignored bella, and continued to flip through the pages.

This continued to the next day, and bella sat next to the quiet man, and poked him, on and on until he cracked. unable to get a response, she shook her head, and left the quiet man to his newspaper. he even stopped flipping the pages.

the fourth day came by and the same quiet man sat on the same park bench. Upset, bella knew she was going to get the same response, and instead of stopping, passed him on the way to school.

days passed and it just felt very unusual for young Bella. Bella got up, went to school, ate lunch and proceeded to walk home passing the same man with the brown coat. she was not happy. Another week went by and she finally stopped to look at the quiet man on the bench. Bella stomped up to the man and ripped the newspaper from his grip. his limp body tipped to the side and landed with a thud. she stood there, looking down at the man. “why does everybody keep ignoring me??” and threw the newspaper on the bench. she glanced down at the paper to see what the man was reading. ‘END OF THE WORLD: FOOD OR BUST’ said the first article, ‘PEOPLE DYING, BOMB HITS AMERICA!” said the second. Bella didn't understand, and turned on home. she didn't want to go to school today. She walked in and sat at the table with her parents and her dog, Cuddles. “are we going to have dinner now?” she said. “I had a bad day at school today...” Bella’s mom said nothing. neither did her dad. suddenly Bellas body leaned out of her seat and hit the floor. “oops..”

she walked over and sat her dead body back on the chair. “thats better”.