I'm walking around the school halls. Everyone is looking at me, and I know why. God, the gossips travel fast at high school.
"Fag!" Someone from the crowd shouted. Oh no...
"Yeah, fag!"
Please stop...
"How's your boyfriend, fag?" Boyfriend? I've never have one you stup- No. Calm down. You have... to calm down.
"Does your ugly fag ass hurt?"
Are you kidding?
"Ew! That's disguisting!"
Someone help me.
"He's so ugly!"
Stop it.
"Look at him, ew, homo!"
Don't start crying...
Literally everyone is shouting now. I'm walking a bit faster and I'm pulling my hoodie a bit further to my face to cover my watery eyes. But apparently, that doesn't work.
"Oh, look! He's crying!"
Please...
"Aww go back to your boyfriend, maybe he'll help you!"
My eyes are bawling and I am running home.
"Yeah, run you fag!"
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Mermaid
Teen FictionHe sinked his head under the water. And he waited. And waited. He slowly ran out of oxygen and drifted off to neverending peaceful sleep. Is he a mermaid yet? COMPLETED (and v short aha)
