I don’t even know how to begin this, there is no proper way to start. Though for us this is the most important part of the story.
Over the years of tearing at my heart, I had eventually become a silent cast off who stuck to the side of the hallway walking against the lockers. Therefore I was targeted by most of the bullies in the school; I wasn’t and never will be buff and or strong. That never really was my category and that’s something I could never fit into. My Life was left in devastation, the mistakes I have made can never happen again. Though my school life wasn’t the best, when I got home I would do what any sad high school student would do I would build blanket forts.
It was around the end of October when everything had begun that helped me escape the sadness that engulfed my heart. It had been a long time since I had seen a smile on another person’s face directed towards me. Though the feeling of seeing a smile again brought a strange warmth to my heart that I was no longer able to realize. What else could I do? I didn’t know, so I did what any decent person would have done. I smiled back.
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I will hold your hand
Teen FictionWhen 18 year old Joseph falls into depression and escapes it with the help of a friend zoned lover he realizes he loves his friend even more than he thought. Know he is ready to tell the story all over again.
