September 12
Dear Anonymous,This is your second letter. Not like you deserve one, but you've been really pissing me off lately.
You're in only one of my classes, thank goodness, but you've still managed to get on my nerves these past couple days.
You're so obnoxious and naïve it's almost funny, almost. You're genuinely a jerk. A completely messed up person who jokes about serious things.
You started getting on my nerves yesterday, during class. I was talking to two of my friends, and you happened to be sitting next to one of them. You were ease dropping on our conversation.
We were talking about how emo my one friend was. We joked about how he'd look more emo if he wore eyeliner and he said he should ask his sister if he could borrow hers to see her reaction. We also talked about how he listened to generic emo bands like My Chemical Romance and how he always wears dark colors.
You then decided to intervene in our conversation by saying that he wasn't really an emo because he didn't have cuts on his wrists.
I was about to get out of my seat, grab you by the shirt collar, and beat the shit out of you. Luckily my other friend yelled at you, telling you that your comment was not ever okay and it was then followed by an unbreakable silence. I didn't say anything, but my fists were definitely clenched and in my head all I could hear were the words I hate you.
But that was yesterday. Today we had to go to a school presentation on sexual harassment. There was only one person in between us. The counselors were playing videos on bullying and the effects it has on people. The topic of suicide was brought up, you snickered. You were so lucky that there were adults around because once again, I was ready to beat the shit out of you.
Then they started talking about sexual harassment and I got really uncomfortable because you did something along the lines of that to me. During the presentation you started talking to the guy sitting in between us. You said something about how messed up these videos were. I wanted to be sick, and I thought I was going to throw up. You acted innocent, like you would never do anything to make someone feel uncomfortable, but trust me you're wrong, because I've been that someone to you before.
You disgust me and I absolutely hate you beyond words. I'm tired of picking up all the broken pieces. Please stay out of my life, I don't want you anymore.
Sincerely,
Me
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