Personal Narrative-I Am Kiarra A For Antisocial

For those humanoid creatures who don’t know, I am Kiarra “A. for Antisocial” Richardson. Currently, I am thirteen years old and in eighth grade. My hobbies include: reading books and comics, writing stories that will never get read, watching the telly, and generally wallowing in the craziness that is my existence on this floating space rock we call ‘Earth’. Other things that interest me include giving myself fake tattoos, telling terrible anti-jokes, acting like the five-year-old I mentally am, and hitting watermelons with cricket bats. I am the mental and physical equivalent of a hipster with a fedora collection, and I’m almost certain that I like it. I despise exercise, the sun, or any sentence containing the word “boi”. My consorts and comrades are a collection of insane people who somehow find my existence tolerable. If it was up to me, I’d stay in my darkened room doing any of my interests listed above, but the word does not work that way, unfortunately.

More specifically, I live in Feltwell, England. Even more specifically, I live in my room in consequence of my crippling social anxiety. I’ve only ever lived in four places, but I don’t remember the first two places. In chronological order, I’ve lived in: Great Falls, Montana, USA; Fairfield, California, USA; Minot, North Dakota, USA; and Feltwell, England, the United Kingdom. My favourite and by far the place I remember the clearest has been Feltwell. I first moved here in February of 2011, when I was just a wee lass of seven years old. Luckily for me, it happens to also hate my scourge and ruination: the