People commenly mistake hell to be fiery pits of oblivian,but hell is a kept up highschool that has hallways and lockers. School has been hell to me since my fears really developed. Which has been since I was nine. I don't even know why I go to public school anymore. I guess it may be the small chance that even though I'm scared of everyone ,maybe there will be someone who understands.whether its a boyfriend , friend or just a teacher. I don't talk. But maybe someday , someone will change me for the better. Being gay is hard too. I'm just glad people don't pester me much , because they already think I'm an escaped psychopath . I don't need them knowing how different from them I really am . "jaxxon Levi stay after class" my teacher snapped in a harsh tone. I watched her at the board and tried not to zone out again , for fear of detention. I can't get detention. Fallout four is coming out soon and if I get in any kind if trouble' there goes any Chance of getting it. I let out a breathy sigh and followed her movements at the board. She will probably make me write an essay about what we learned today. Which isn't a problem considering I keep a tape recorder in my pocket for situations like this. All I have to do is listen to her talk and figure out what we learned today. Besides. This is English class. My best subject because it doesn't require any talking or group projects, Its always independent work. My ear twitched as the bell for classes rang loud enough to damage my eardrums . I put my notebook back in my bag in the place that it always goes , behind my binder but in front of my folders. As I swung my back pack onto my shoulders , I noticed miss Ryan's giving me a sympathetic look. Which scared me and shook my bones. My footsteps hurried as I approached her desk." I'm sorry jaxxon. Tomorrow we will be starting a group project that will last until the end of the year. I know your situation but I can't afford anyone to work alone." My eyes widened and I took a step away from her desk. Fuck, Why now. I walked my way out of her class ,letting the door slam shut behind me. Fuck it, I'm screwed. She is not going to change her mind . I guess its time to suck it up.
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Extreme Aversion
Lãng mạnEveryday is a battle. A battle for survival and a battle for isolation. I'm pretty sure everyone has given up on trying to talk to me by now. At least I hope so.
