Thread:Peachy4872/@comment-39062437-20190927195735/@comment-38732394-20190927220650

(At home, Luna goes upstairs to her room and cries softly in her pillow)

Luan: What's wrong, Luna?

Luna: I don't like crowds. At school, people got in my way during class changes, and they pushed me. Then everyone laughed at me.

Luan: That's really mean. Do what I do?

Luna: What's that?

Luan: Tell them school jokes. That always cheers me up.

Luna: That's not gonna help, Luan. I need to talk to Mom and Dad.

Luan: Okay, I'll tell them to talk to you.

(Luan walks out of the room)