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Don't you just have a breaking point? Where you want this hell of a life to end? And the thoughts, the words, and the actions don't go away.

I took the time to hang up the two sticky notes in my closet door. My mom never comes up to my room and I find that weird.

I went to Ricardo's house and did the usual. I knocked on the door. He opened it and I stepped inside.

He told me to try on a bra and underwear and I have to take my clothes off infront of him.

I didn't want to but he pulled a gun out.

"Do it or I shoot the cat" 

I couldn't leave the cat here to suffer. I didn't want to take away a precious life so I did it.

The poor innocent cat couldn't have been ready to die. Or maybe it did.

I don't want to focus on this.

I do it and he just watched me as if I was tv.

I watch as he takes pictures of my uncomfortable self.

The rest of the night went by with me just being weirded out

-the next day-

I woke up, did my bed, took a shower, got dressed, and I walked to school.

I stopped by Starbucks and ordered my caramel frappe.

I walked to my locker. I accidentally bumped into a guy.

"Watch it Bitch" he said.

I whispered my apology and walked to my locker.

-halfway through 1st block-

The principal walked in the class as if it was a carnival.

"Class. We have a new student. I'll let you take it from here Mr.Mccarthy"

"Guys. Meet Jonas Marias"

The class broke down laughing while I was just in a different state of mind.

"Its Jonah Marais. Maybe if you were a real teacher you would be smart enough to pronounce a name Mr.Mccaca."

My focus was processing on how I've heard the name before.

The class was filled with oops and laughter.

"Oh and by the way I've been meaning to ask but are you pregnant?"

The class was wild. Please Lord SHUT THEM UP!

"Yes. By your mom"

The classed stayed silent.

"I'm sorry but my mom doesn't fuck guys with one inch dicks"

The class was screaming at this point but I was processing the name.

And then my dumbass realized.

HE'S MY JONAH!

I was so happy until I realized he called me a bitch and forgot all about me.

Did he or did he not forget me?

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 13, 2018 ⏰

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