People are so often to bully you because you always talk to yourself a lot when in fact you talk to your imaginary friend from birth who also acts as your guardian angel

At night under the blanket, you cried because of the bullies, he came and tried to cheer you up but you sobs more

He sighed and scratched his nape

"I wish I can punish them"

He tried to touch you, but can't

"But I'm just your imagination"

He sighed and frowned

"This is not fair!"

He spoke in his deep voice