Lonely

At bus call at our school, how we handle it is that our secretary calls each class one at a time to have the students go down to wait in the cafeteria for their bus. My class, more or less, always leaves as a group. However, there are usually a few stragglers that just can't pack their stuff up quite as fast as the others. As they called my room one day, the class got up and left as a group, except for one little boy. This little boy is not usually a straggler, but had more than he usually did and was having trouble getting it ready to go. He looked up and saw he was alone, so he yelled, “Hey, why are you leaving me? I deserve to be loved!” in his most dramatic voice to the retreating backsides of his classmates.