March 2, 2011
The day he looked at me. I was walking through the halls of my high school, not worrying about going back to class. While daydreaming about a game i recently began playing i accidentally bumped in to something and ended up on the floor, struggling to get up i saw it's hand stretch and when i looked up, it was him. "Hey you okay there?" I heard the words but his accent kept me from registering. I snapped back in to reality and tried to get up, only to be pushed back down by a figure above me. "Watch out fag, i know you love being on your knees but this is school for Christ's sake." I stare blankly at my fingers as the verbal insults go on and on until eventually i hear them walking away.
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RomanceTrapped in a cycle of bullying and lost love, sixteen year old Wallace dealing with fake friends, a troubled home life, is now a senior in high school. Months from his freedom and life keeps throwing blow after blow, will Wallace make it? or will he...
