⇑ Entry 4 ⇑

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Dear Diary,

I hate myself. I shouldn't be here. On this planet. I should leave.

But I'm scared. 

I didn't have my friends when I arrived. I had no one.

Everyone else had someone.

I was pushed against some lockers after my last class. 

It hurt, but I wasn't scared. 

I'm used to pain.

The people who pushed me wouldn't let me go. 

I stayed calm.

They started being rude to me. They tried to use words to hurt me. I was used to the words they used though.

Useless.

Dumb.

Waste of air.

All things I have said to myself.

Then, when I didn't react they got meaner. They said worse things.

Go jump of a roof.

No one cares about you

No one likes you.

Fag.

Those words hurt me. I have never said them to myself, because they hurt me too much.

But they're true. 

I started crying. Silently crying, no noise coming from me, but tears leaking from my eyes.

They were about to hit me. One guy had raised his fist.

Someone caught the fist.

Manu.

He rescued me.

He saw me. And he helped  me.

I was beyond happy. He's here. He saved me. He told them to leave.

They left. 

He turned to me. He was worried.

He was concerned for me. He saw me. 

I love him.

I can't help it.

He left after making sure I was okay. Before he left he smiled.

He smiled at me. 

He showed me his dimples. 

He's perfect.

Anyways, I have homework.

Have a good life.

Love,

Me

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