The Day She Drowned

The Day She Drowned

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"Madison, don't do this!" I heard her scream my name, I felt her pain. But I also felt mine. It all became too much. The world and its problems were suffocating me, I couldn't do it anymore. "Madison you can't just throw your life away." She sounded more hysterical now, she was probably crying, so was I. She had done this to me, she deserved it. She was running towards me, I could hear her footsteps coming closer behind my back. "MADDIE!" She burned this hole in my heart, she broke me down. I would never be the person she'd want me to be. That's what she told me. If she didn't want me, so be it. I took the last step. They would never see me again.
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At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.

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