It's been a week since I came out of the closet everyone treats me like shit. I lost my friends and Sara now I'm alone and I can't walk down the hall with out getting beat up. As I'm walking home I see someone in the corner of my eye.
"Sara"
"Hey melody"
"What do you want "
"Look I'm so sorry for leaving you after people started bullying me to and I realized that that was wrong can we please become friends again"
" no I don't need a twat as a friend" I yelled
As I walked away I felt little rain drops. I looked up and see water pouring from the sky as every rain drop falls I walk slower and slower and slower in tell I feel like nothing. As I look down at the side walk it's grey wet and cracked. As I thought the ground looked like the ground has been stepped all over and over again and it looks like it has been though tough times. Just like I'll be going through.
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The suicidal lesbian(lesbian stories)
RandomEveryone will face a breaking point some people will choice to fight on and others will just let go
