Theme: It is great to be different.

Word Count: 527

In this story, Petunia goes to school, for the first time, and gets made fun of. She learns how to handle it by the end.

Today is Petunia the Porcupines first day of school! 

 She spent a lot of time deciding on her outfit, and even more time choosing the shoes she was going to wear. 

She was so exited!!

She couldn't wait!!

Its the first day of school!

When Petunia woke up, she got ready super fast! 

Then went to pack her backpack with all of her crayons and notebooks.

When Petunia woke up her mom made magical muffins for breakfast! They were so yummy!!

After Petunia ate, she hopped on the bus and was off to school.

Bye sweetie!!!

When she got to school everyone was staring at her, and she didn’t know why. 

She arrived at her classroom and three other porcupines came up to her.

Their names were Poppy, Peggy, and Polly. 

They said “Your spikes are kind of short.”

Petunia became very sad because she didn’t like being 

                   different from the other kids. 

She didn’t have anything to say back to them.

Why am I so different??

Then the teacher said, “Alright class, take a seat!”

Everyone sat down, and Petunia was left all alone in the back of the classroom.

She started her work. Poppy came up to Petunia, and pushed her and she dropped all her pencils and crayons, and everyone laughed.

“Poppy, why would you do that to me?” said Petunia. “You're not like us, your spikes are too short and you don't fit in.” replied Poppy.

That made Petunia very upset,  but she got back to work.

Then the class went to art, and Petunia was working on a great piece of art.

Peggy with her pretty picture, walks up and grabs Petunia's art, and tears it in half. Petunia was as angry as fire.

She went and grabbed a new piece of                  paper and started over.

Then the class went to lunch, and Petunia got her lunch, and sat all alone because nobody wanted to sit with her because of her short spikes. 

Polly came up and hit her lunch off the table to the ground. Petunia's face was as white as a ghost.