to him.

6;

Dear, You.

Everyone was staring at me today, even you.

It should make my heart flutter, but it doesn't.

It's only because word travels around town fast, so everyone knows that my mum cheated and how my dad threw everything onto the driveway.

I don't like the attention, make it stop.

Please.

Nobody says anything to me. All they do is whisper when I walk by, giving me looks of sympathy or 'ew on your mom' kind of looks.

It makes me uncomfortable and I want to leave school.

You gave me sympathy looks...

Please don't.

From, Me.