"Fag" someone screamed down the hall at me. I rolled my eyes and shout back "no shit Sherlock!" I regret coming out at my largely religious school. I can't believe how immature and ignorant they are and I also can't believe I let it get to me...
I slam my locker closed and walk down the hall head down and breath held. "I smell gayyy" I hear behind me " Fuck off" I whisper. I just want it stop. I'm so sick of this. Am I the one who is wrong am I the problem?? Is this what I deserve?? "Don't ignore me fag!"he shouts again. For fucks sake leave! Please!I shouldn't be scared walking down a hall everyday. He grabbed me and slammed me against a locker a sharp pain jolts through me. "You're disgusting you know that" he says millimeters from my face " you make sure I do Elliot" I spat at the figure towering over me.
I break away from him feeling a lump form in my throat and not wanted to show weakness toward the arsehole. I run down the hall toward the toilet and slam through the door. I crash into a cubicle and sink to the floor. I hit my head " stupid dirty fag! They are fucking right!" My face sinks between my knees. I should just die, I should just end it all. I'm not worth shit not a single fucking thing. I reach into my pocket looking for some control over myself once more and grip the cold metal and bring it out staring at it. "This isn't right" I whisper. "Nor are you" my head screams " do it and you'll feel better". "OK" I whisper tears streaming down my face and get the blade out.
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