He was perfect. Everything any girl would dream of. Everything any girl would die for. He was the most caring person you would ever meet, had the nicest personality, a body to die for, loads of humor, and a smile you couldn't resist. He was the only person I really trusted and the only person who really helped me through my hard times. I never knew something was wrong with me until I started texting him.
We've been in the same class for over a year and gone to separate classes for six years, yet we've never really talked, not until the opportunity came. We started going to a school event every month where we were the only ones from our school and basically the only ones we knew. From there we started texting little and that lead to him finding out about me. Before I started texting, let's call him Isaac, I would sometimes want to go home and cry listening to sad songs. I eventually told him about it because obviously, I thought it was just a normal teenage girl-thing, but to my surprise, he took it very seriously.
I quickly learned about him. He told me that he had anxiety and sometimes would take long runs where he would just cry. He told me how he feared life and how he sometimes in class would be on the verge of crying. Isaac is a very introverted person, like so many others, but not going to lie I had noticed him sitting with his head down in classes before.
I especially remember one episode. It was 11. pm on a Thursday night and I got a text from Isaac. He was having an anxiety attack and was flipping out over a dream he never had. As if he experienced it in real life. Something about a man with red eyes that would kill him. I tried my best to comfort him and make him feel loved, and make him feel secure and safe. After 45 minutes he fell back down to earth and quickly fell asleep after that.
Even though we've texted for weeks we never talked in school because of how introverted he is, and how nervous I was to talk to him. Because. Surprise, I liked him. Stupid me fell in love with him which turned out to be the worst mistake of my life.
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Teen FictionAfter reading this story, you will know more that anyone. More than my closest friends, the guy himself, my parents. Anyone. A story from my real life, happening right now. I figured the only way to let go would be to write it down and share it with...