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I had a big cane, a stick that allowed me to lean and keep a straight posture on my hind legs and look a little like a human being. I was veiled from head to toe with humorous patterns. A giberion with my laptop, my big notebook and a big marker.

There were people and the star was me. But many children were scared. My species devoured children and I understood mistrust and fear.

I felt the fear radiate throughout the school.

The children kissed their parents and the teachers guided the students in their respective classes.

I was admitted to class F, the last one and had to enter first.

As I was the tallest, best view and best hearing, I was placed in a corner at the back of the classroom, near the window but also near the radiator. We had a nice view and they put a pouffe in place of chairs but I had a table at my level and a hole to put the inkwell.

It smelled like paper and ink and then there was rush in the classroom and everyone was looking for the place closest to the exit.

It was cold! It was cold! Something other than what I expected. And I started crying.

The parents accompanied their children on the first day and then the teacher asked the parents to leave.

Rouma, music teacher: "Emilie, why are you crying on the first day of school?

Sniff: "I didn't hurt anyone and everyone runs away from me, SNIFF, I don't have any friends....., I thought I had a lot of friends here!"

The tension eased and a girl got up and sat down next to me: "You seem nice, Emily, we all know your story on TV but we were all scared and we know it's not your fault... You know we're scared, you have claws and big teeth even for a little dragon"

Sniff

I'm not a dragon!

I am EMILY! I am human and I have a heart like you and red blood like you!

The children were disturbed between pity, fear, curiosity and mistrust.

Rumma:" Elisa, can you sit down, please?"

"Emily, you also have to understand that your classmates are a little scared. Children have died and it is also up to you to establish a relationship of trust and complicity with your classmates.

Don't look back on your condition but focus on your studies. The rest will come naturally. You'll have plenty of opportunities to make friends every day."

"Well now, Emily is in our class and it's her right. Now take your Class Diary. Oh, yes, it's a tablet now."

(Laughs)

Personally, I preferred the paper version. Parents are informed in real time of assignments, quizzes, results and points deducted and retained! Did you want computers? Well, enjoy it!

I had my first tablet in my hand!

And I was not disadvantaged because we only know how to press 3 keys at a time, so I no longer had any handicap compared to children with 10 fingers!

I loved it and purring with satisfaction.

Rrr rrr rrr rrr rrr rrr rrr!

At least everyone knew when I was happy. My tail also betrayed me.

Laugh.

Then there was the French course. "My name is Dubois and you are logs!... His delusion was absurd..."

Then the English course. Easy, it came by itself... my name is Vidick. She was wrapped in layers of fur. I had the misfortune to offer her suede and deer skins out of kindness, just as she loved fur. Everyone was folded. She was afraid and the headmistress came to see why all the noise. She laughs too, understanding my kind reaction.

Ditto Flemish course...Madame Servaille.

She started to make the presence of the students and then she passed to my name

Emily? Emily? Not here?

Yes, ma'am, I do,

"Ah, you're so veiled that I couldn't see you anymore! You can show your face if you want, we'll spend some time together and the others have to get used to it too"

Then we were assigned our lockers and it was lunchtime. You couldn't go out you had to be in 5th grade and a signature from your parents to go out at noon.

We ate in the refectory and I appreciated the pieces that no one liked, the entrecotes and the leftover bones,

CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH.

But I still had a stomach bag!

School was cool but it involved order and discipline. No more fooling around and flying like a pigeon.

I was human and I had to follow this path otherwise.......ZOOOO! especially after the tragedy.

Several days went by without incident and the friends were always fascinated when I flew home and landed in the school park.

In class, I was happy to stroke my desk, which I found precious. My time was running out and I knew it. I was getting almost an inch a month! I could see it.

My first school friend is Nicole, she has black hair falling off her shoulders and colored strings, she also has almond eyes and wears a sleeveless sweater over on her white shirt.

One day at noon, she calls me to play cards with friends.

I was always fooled by the belotte...

Then my meals... the girls were worried about my clothes, my teeth protruding and the lips not all closed, my towels were often destroyed and I often had to change.

Then Nicole's friends made blow dryers and crolles.

I was put glitter paint on my neck spikes......

They spent a lot of time tying pieces of cloth and cords to my spikes.

Sometimes I looked like a Christmas tree. All that was missing was the garlands.....

But I laughed a lot!

They wanted to see my tail swing like a dog...

We often took selfies and I often showed with an uncovered part

One day while I was distracted, I dropped my lunch in the Ourthe la rivière...

Shit, the more time, I'm gonna be late and there's a test!

At noon: GROWL!

The boys, seeing that I was hunting after a pigeon in the yard, laughed and said to me, "Come and share our sandwich.

I turned around droolingly.

They were nice and then I looked at them and suddenly I ran away, all sad.

Nicole came to meet me on the other side of the school park.

"What is it, Emily?"

Then she looked or I looked and she said "Ah!, I understand..."

I saw a girl and a boy kissing and I got jealous.....

Who later can kiss me? What boy will take care of me? Then I will exceed them in terms of lifetime...

This feeling is invading me for the first time! Being alone and the notion of time which is terrible...

Then Nicole had an idea: "Nothing like a stomach to soothe a heartbreak!"

Nicole: "Emilile, instead of flying home, why don't you walk back with us? Well we take the bus but the one at the end of town and between us and them, there are the sandwich shops and the tasting room. Specialist in Brazilian pie, plus I know you love it!"

My smile came back immediately. I have time after all and the future doesn't belong to me!

Sandwich, crepe and Brazilian in giant ice cone!

"Aargh shouted Nicole, my line!"

The butcher also offered me a few extra salted meat and people started to love me.

Michèle always came with Nicole and she was redheaded. She also became my friend.

Michèle: "How do you know I'm coming before you even see me?"

"Your smell! I recognize you all by your smell."

Michèle: "Do I stink or what?"

"No, you smell like vanilla and you have a dog and lots of hair on you..."

Nicole: "Edifying!"

On the weekend, Tantante gave me some pocket money.

We met at the heliport in town. My radio taped to a horn..,

Michèle: HAHAHAHA, you look terrible with CB.

I had my cane to help me stand up straight and finally arrived for the first time in a shopping mall.

Of course, my presence did not go unnoticed!

Nicole says to me: Hurry!

We got on the escalator and I was afraid a claw would jam the machine.

We found ourselves surrounded by thousands of clothes of all kinds.

I was sad that I couldn't wear them, but I was happy to accompany my friends alone to the city.

Of course, Luc was there with colleagues and was watching, hidden.