Once upon a time, there lived a boy. He didn't live very different from you and I. He grew up in a very strict Christian home with his parents and his siblings. That boy grew up going to a private school and got a good Christian education. Well then after 3rd grade he switched to different private school, this one being a Lutheran school. He liked the Lutheran school. He met lots of new people and he gained the trust of a lot of them and he had crushes on some of the girls in his class and always would make funny or dirty jokes to them to try and show off. Then in 8th grade he finally gained the courage to ask one f those girls out. And she said yes. She told him that they needed to stay a secret. So they did. They did little flirting here and there but nothing serious. Then she broke up with him. She said it just wasn't working. That broke him.It broke him to the point of depression and self harm. That lasted 4 months. 1st floor. The boy eventually got over her and move on to go to high school where he again met more people and gained new friendships and gained other people's trust and he even gained a crush on a few girls. He started talking to one girl who admitted she had a crush on him and e admitted that he kinda liked her and they moved from there. They became closer and she got him his first kiss. They hung out at football games and during halftime they would sit together under the bleachers and talk and her hands were always cold so it was a good excuse to hold them. Then one day, as they sat during halftime, she looked at him straight in the eyes and said "I love you." The boy got excited and he said without even second guessing it "I love you too." And they both moved on from there. They became a couple and kissed more. They were the couple that everyone hated. The boy even blew off friends for the girl because he loved her. He would always come up with an excuse as to why he couldn't hang out or why he wouldn't give them hugs. He pushed people away. 2nd floor. The boy and the girl grew very close and he told her everything about himself. His past was the hardest. He told her about how the first girl left ad how he had cut. And she said she had scars too. She said she knew how that was and how she used to have to take depression pills because she's get so bad. The boy began loving her more. 3rd floor. They moved on. Still hated by all. People talked about them behind their backs. They spread rumors. The boy and girl didn't care. They kissed even more. They kissed behind classroom doors, at his locker, in their lunchroom, in the hall, they just kissed. Then the boy and girl both signed up to help at a little camping retreat for a few grade schools. They thought it'd fun to get to eat out of school and be with each other. So they go, but before they go the principle pulls the boy aside and says that some teachers were concerned about the two going because they suspected the worst. The boy lied. He said that they were dating but that they both agreed that nothing should happen an that they were only there to help. So the principle nodded his head and left without a word. So the two went to this camp. They went and helped and the first night they were allowed to stay out a little after the kids went to bed. And there was a couch. It was a little couch but it was comfortable. So the two kissed. Then they kissed again. And again. And again. Until finally it was not kissing but making out. Then they both stopped they agreed that they shouldn't do anything sexually while they were there. So they kissed, and went to their rooms for bed. Then the next day they went through the day with smiles and that night they were allowed to stay out later again. So the same thing happened. Only this time the boy got a little curious and was moving his hands to places where they probably shouldn't have been. They made out for probably an hour when she stood up, so the boy, thinking she was done for the night, stood up too. But the girl pushed him back on the chair and said "oh, I'm not done with you." And jumped on his lap. The two made out for another hour before they both thought that it was time they should go to bed. So they kissed and went to bed. 4th floor. So the two then went back to school and never told anyone about the night where they both almost lost their virginities. They kept quiet and still dated and kissed and lived like those nights never happened. Then the boy was allowed to go to the girls house. He went and he met her mom for the first time and her stepdad for the first time and they liked him. And the boy and the girl would find spots where her mom wouldn't see them and they would kiss and smile and tease. They were happy. And she would tell him that she loved him and he could tell she meant it by the way her eyes stared into his the same way that they did when she first said it. The boy and the girl would leave and take a walk and go find a place to kiss and make out. Usually it was just going into her garage where there was a couch and staying thee for a while. The boy was falling hard for this girl and he didn't want to lose her. He'd tell her that he wanted to spend the rest of his life with her and she would say that she wanted that too. Then he'd smile and she'd smile and they'd say that they loved each other and everything was perfect. The boy never told his mom about what happened between him and the girl because he knew that she would be furious. So he kept to himself. 5th floor. The boy and girl kept going. It was Christmas time and try both got each other gifts and they said they lived each other and try kissed and things were good. Then around New Years the boy mentioned something about her hanging sound other guys and the girl didn't like it. She told him that he was stupid and that she would dump a guy for her friends. They eventually made up, but the girl wasn't the same. She was more quiet about herself and she told the boy that she had to take her pills again because she was staring to get bad. The boy didn't know what to do. Then it happened. She told the boy that she needed a break. She said she had to much to think about. The boy told her to take her time to figure the stuff out and she said okay and she told him that no matter what happens that she loved him. And texted her back saying that he loved her too. He typed it with tears in his eyes. He dug out a razor blade and cut again. He fell from that 5th floor straight to the ground. He died inside. He started to become depressed and the only thing that would help was a blade. She texted. She told him that she didn't want him to cut over this and she made him promise that he wouldn't. He promised. He typed the message with blood flowing down his wrist. He went to school and was depressed. He didn't talk to anyone because he saw no reason too. He just wanted to talk to her and that was it. He would sit at his lunch and just want to cry. Then he talked to him. She said that he needed to cheer up and lied and said e was trying. The next day she pulled him aside and said that they needed to talk. She asked him if he had cut. He paused. He said "Not after I promised I wouldn't. But before I promised.." He trailed off. She looked at him. She understood. She called him an idiot and walked away. He almost cried. He went to class and couldn't focus. He had a panic attack and couldn't breath. He felt so stupid. Then the bell rang and he left. He had to walk past her locker to get to his. She was there. She gestured for him to come over and so he did. She said to go to his locker. He got there and she hugged him. And he hugged back. Not a regular hug but an "I missed you hug." She wanted to get back together. So they did. And he thought he was happy. Ten a rumor spread that she had been cheating on him, and that the "break" they took was just her being with the other guy. He didn't believe them. So they went on. The kissed in school. Behind doors, by lockers. But the inevitable happened and they broke up. Then it was January. The girl was still around and would tell the boy that she still lived him. And their school was protesting abortion. And it brought up a memory that the boy was trying to forget about. When the boy was in his moms stomach the doctor noticed something about him and said that he would likely be born with a defect. And that the best option would be abortion. So when the boy got depressed he told himself that his mom made a mistake by not taking the abortion because he was worthless. The girl could tell that something was wrong so she asked and he told her that. She told him that he wasn't worthless and that he was glad that she had him around. They started holding hands during their chapel again. Then one day they kissed. The boy felt amazing. But pulling out if their school parking lot they went the same way as the girl did. And she was riding in the car driven by the guy who everyone said se cheated on him with. The boy never believed them so he thought nothing of it. He'd asked the girl about the guy before and she said that he was gross and she didn't like him. So they drove, behind them the whole way. The boy would glance at them to see what they were doing but he never expected anything. Than it happened. He looked forward. And he still doesn't know what he saw. He thought he saw them kiss. It tore him apart. He thought she was actually sincere when se said she didn't like him. He believed her. And he fell again. He fell back into his depression. He craved the blade. He hated himself.
