Dear Jacob,
It has come to my attention through means that I cannot explain that people laugh at me behind my back. I have no idea what they are laughing at, other than me, and I am not aware of any part of me that could be defined as being funny, other than my sense of humour and my hilarious accent. I wouldn't mind so much if they laughed in front of me, because I would be able to follow their eyes and see what's so damn funny. Since they're behind me, I have deduced that there is something comical with my back or my bum. Or possibly my heels.
Now this worries me, because I can't turn my neck enough to see my back or my bum. I can see my heels alright, and they look fine to me, but I haven't ruled out the possibility that what I find mundane is completely side-splitting to others.
More than anything I would like to turn around and ask what's so funny, but before I can, somebody always kicks me. It's so much of a coincidence that it's almost funny. Except that I'm now lying in the mud getting walked all over. If I land face-down I keep getting kicked, which is even more of a coincidence. There is obviously something very important that I am missing, but the pressure of GSCEs and Killer Centipedes limits my logical reasoning. Do you have any advise that could in any way help me?
Thank you in advance,
Anonymous
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