"Jack Richard Daniel Duff. Dear Jack, Congratulations, Dean Timothy Hands and the admission committee members join me in the most rewarding part of my job - informing you that you were selected for admission to the Winchester College... " My mother keeps talking but all I want to do is get out of here and not come back. She continues but the only thing I hear coming out of her mouth are words without meaning until I can't hear them anymore. "Well?" She asks after at least five seconds of silence. "It sucks" I lean on the sofa without looking at her. "Jack!" She scolds me with "her stern voice." I look at her and I can see her growing anger. "You know I don't want to go, mom" "It's the deal, Jack" "I know" is the only thing I say before getting up to go to my room. I don't want to go to a stupid boarding school, I hate that things have been the way they were, I hate having made the mistakes I made, I hate myself and I mainly hate my father for forcing me to do something I absolutely don't want to do. Go to a boarding school for men isn't the worst, the worst is that it's a boarding school for preppy men.

Unedited. "I am a murderer. I belong in hell, Jack" "Home could be a heart and not a place". Story contains: Homosexuality, homophobia, violence, drugs, mention of death, bullying, smoking, same gender love and sex. If you are uncomfortable with any of the above, this story isn't for you. #1 in #jacklyn #5 in #lorengray #2 in #sock