Dear You...

Hear, sit. Let me tell you my story. My name is Liam. The things about growing up, it can be hard. Sometimes it hurts to continue to be alive, yknow? But, sometimes you just have to keep on living. Let's start, freshman year. I was 14, i walked into my english class, first period. I was a nervous wreck. It was my first day at a new school, all my old friends from middle school had gone to our neighboring school. So, as you can guess, i was all alone, no one to talk too. I was just minding my business, when the most beautiful girl walked in. I wish i knew your gender, im sorry you have to listen to me. you can always put the book down you know? If you dont, i guess i should continue on with my story.