Diary of Secrets

Chapter 1

Second Period – ENGLISH

“Good morning, class.”

‘Good morning.’

“I am your new English teacher Ms. Emily Evans.”

CAFETERIA

‘Look, where you walking, oh sorry, Ms. Evans.’

“It’s okay, I am sorry. I wasn’t watching where I was going.”

‘No, I should be more careful from the next time.’

Last Period – LIBRARY

“Hi, beautiful.”

‘Um, hello Ms. Evans.’

“Can I sit with you here?”

‘But teachers aren’t allowed to sit with students.’

“I know, but there are no empty seats around, and you just happened to be alone.”

‘….’

“So, can I join you?”

‘Yeah, uh, sure.’

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23rd March, 2013

Dear Diary,

It was first period, and I was waiting for the day to end already. I was dreading to go to my next class. Mr. Dickens was always very rude to me. Because I was a homosexual. He used to come up with any excuse, and beat me hard. If you see closely, there are scars in every part of my body. They were hardly visible, but the pain inflicted on them, twice, thrice, used to be unbearable for me every time. I walked to my English class, and sat on the first bench. It was easy to be done and get over with those harsh beatings as soon as the class started. I closed my eyes and waited. But instead of his loud shrill voice, I heard a soft melodious voice. I slowly opened my eyes and there she was, a very beautiful woman, maybe in her early twenties, standing with a smile plastered on the face, which could capture millions of heart at once. She was beyond beautiful. Her eyes were deep brown, hair flowing slightly at the back which ended right at her waist. She introduced herself as our new English teacher, and I was blooming with happiness. I wondered if she was like Mr. Dickens, and beat me like he used to, every morning. But I was happy when the bell rang for lunch, I released a breath that I didn’t realized I was holding, after coming out of the class. I went into the Cafeteria, and ate my food. After I threw the plate in the trash can, I bumped right into someone. I knew it was one of the guys from the school, who treated me like shit, so I just raised my voice to scold them, but when I looked, I found myself looking in those deep brown eyes again. Ms. Evans apologized for her mistake and I just took the blame on me. Just few moments before, I was ready to scare the shit of that someone, but there I was, staring at her. I soon apologized and went to the library. I had two free classes, so I thought of spending time in reading some books. The library was mostly empty, so I took a seat on an empty table right at the back. I came out of the trance, when I heard her voice again. It was hard not to ignore her. And she called me beautiful? I think I heard that word for the first time ever. She then asked me to sit with me. I looked at her. Was she kidding? Doesn’t she know yet, that my table was empty because no one wanted to sit beside a homosexual? I was dirt to them. I always sat alone since the very first day I came to this school. That very day I kissed a girl, scratch that, she initiated it first, so I willingly agreed. But soon she pushed off me, and announced it openly to the whole school what I did to her. Since then I have been ignored. But this teacher, Ms. Evans has yet to know my deeds by the rest of them. And then she will be the same like everyone. I found her looking at me, twice. I ignored her, because I wasn’t used to the attention. Though I found her extremely pretty, I knew she would never be mine.

Love,

Eva.