Love Knows Me Not

The Desire to be Alive

-December 2, 2018-

The snow in this decadent town, made even the most hardened of hearts soften at it's crystalline delight. If only I had a friend to share it with... I have since birth been alone with the exception of two friends. The never-to-be-seen-again Christine and myself. I was only four when my parents tried to flee from me. It was because I was so ugly they fought over who would have to endure the embarrassment of such a grotesque child. So to perserve their marriage they tried abandoning me. Unlike most people I was unique. Instead of having normal ears I had a bump on my left ear and my jet black hair had shelves if it grew too long, and wrinkles that showed that the night time pleasures of reading have made my appearance look like that of a professor... no an elder in a village. Inside one would describe my soul as a grave man, cold and still of heart. I am at the prosperous age of 18 and still am hated by my community. So enough about my history, and let us get on with the story.

In high school you are either handsome, or alone. It's the brisk month of December while the snow kissed the ground at every corner of this lovely side of Boston (we are so close to Boston, Massachusetts that we consider our small town apart of it) but if we want to get technical it is Concord. Prom is traditionally on Christmas day down in these parts, and dates are easy to find... Well at least if you aren't me. Most people would say to me horrible gibes, such as

"Ew it's Anthony don't touch him you might die from his hideousness," or "Don't look him in the eye! He's Medusa's cousin!". For once in my life I would hope SOMEONE would actually find me a decent person. Why I would treat them with respect and dignity, never hesitant to please and be loyal. If there is a god up in heaven, please give me the wisdom to find the girl I have longed searched for... In the form of a prom date if you would be so kind. After a few days I had just nearly given up... That is until I met the girl that would soon give the snow and I a sense of delight. Maybe just maybe it will be different for me this time. I couldn't help but think as December First turned to December fifth.

-End of Chapter 1-

A/N: This is my very first post on wattpad! I am excited to see what you guys think of my story so far. Star it and comment. That would be amazing. Sorry if there is any in accuracies in the story to those who live in Massachusetts.