One day I was walking home and I almost fell. My spirit used his power and he picked me up. The next day I was walking home and I was getting bullied. My spirit came out of nowhere and scared them away. Now everyone is scared of me because of my spirit.
Every day new kids and other kids come to me to see my spirit. Some kids are scared because of my spirit. They get scared because my spirit can make himself scary to protect me.
The next day I woke up outside with my spirit and he told me his name. His name was Alex and he was eleven years old. He liked to play but was not kind. They were scary games. He would talk to me and say, “I'm hungry or I'm sleepy.”
He is twelve years old. Sometimes he can turn into a cute black puppy but he is still evil when he gets mad. He doesn’t like it when a bully would pick on me or do something mean to me.
Today, my spirit was mad at my teacher because the teacher was yelling at me,