As sixth grade continued my emotions started to build and I couldnt contain them anymore everyone except him was starting to ask alot of questions that as a sixth grader I wasnt sure how to respond to. I did like him, but thats not just something you straight up tell someone. I need to tell someone so I began to tell my favorite person and some of my close friends so that I could keep it contained. We became really close and so that made emotions fly. At the end of my sixth grade year I was so ready to tell him but I wasnt sure if my heart would get broken so I decided to wait.
We spoke all summer over text message, but it was hard to not see the person you like. At the back to school bash we seamed happy to see each other again, and it ment alot for him to want to see me. We grew closer and closer as time went on, but still not enough to tell him anything. I think that everyone that knew me even somewhat well knew by then that I liked him, but he was the only person that didn't know.
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Am I Wrong?
Короткий рассказThis story is about how growing up your suposed to find your true self and where you are suposed to be in life, but am i wrong to have had truble with that? Am I the only one or am I surounded by people and there hard dessisions in life to conform t...
