The next day at school Jahseh came up to me. "Hey dee" he said. "Hi?" I answered, I was confused to be honest. "Now that I got to know you, you're really different from the others" he said. "I just know what you're going through" I said. "And my boy stokeley is out" he smiled. "That's good" I answered. "Hey uh do you wanna go to the park again?" I asked. "For sure, meet me at 7" he said. I walked away and some girls were starring at me. I recognize one of the girls, the one from art class, who asked me to hang out with her on my first day here. They started laughing at me and I didn't entirely know why.
I arrived at the park and I spot Jahseh sitting on the rock where we were yesterday, listening to music. I sat next to him and he took his earbuds out. I took out my notebook and gave it to him. Since he opened up to me, I'll open up to him. "What's this?" He asked me. "I write. Songs, poems, short stories... just to let all my feelings out you know? And since you opened up to me, I'll open up to you. I just want you to know you aren't the only one who writes stuff like this, everybody does, you're just brave enough to share it with the world." I told him. He looked at me with a huge smile on his face, and opened my notebook. He stopped at one page then stared at me. "Dee this is amazing, do you ever consider recording it?" He asked me. "No I mostly write for myself, but maybe one day, if that means helping someone else" I respond. He read one of my poems out loud... "I cut myself sometimes, when the pain gets too much, I hate him for what he did, and where he use to touch" he read then looked at me with a worried look. "I wrote that one last year" I broke the silence. "Damn you really pour your heart out, I mean I know what you're talking about, even though you didn't explain it" he said. "So many people have abandoned me, left me, used me, that's why I feel so alone. I can be around 1 million people and still feel alone. Many things have happened in the past, which leads me to think so dark" he told me. "I feel the same way, but what exactly happened to you?" I asked him. "My ex girlfriend lied, saying I abused her and I went to jail. I was completely innocent. That's why some people see me as a monster, she ruined my reputation but to this point I really don't give a fuck about anything. I wanted to kill myself" he said. He told me other of his life stories and I told him mine. It was one of the deepest conversations I ever had, but it felt good. That I can open up to someone who understands me and feels the same way. "One thing is, I wish I didn't give a fuck about anything or anybody like you. I care about what people think, and today after talking to you a bunch of girls stared at me and were laughing. It was haunting me all day" I said. "People are going to judge you, make fun of you, and try to put you down. All you can do is pretend like they don't even exist, like they're completely irrelevant. Soon enough you'll get used to it. If you don't let them bother you, it won't get to you" he told me. He was right. Jahseh taught me how to not give a fuck, and my perspective on everything and everybody really changed.
