Hey!! My name is Dylan!! Or Dyl. Anywho, writing is a passion of mine. Ideas pop into my head randomly and I always curse at myself for not bringing a notebook and pen.

"Hey guys. This is Liam, Dylan's best friend. Also, boyfriend. We met around the age of five, having been friends ever since. She doesn't know this, but I guess she will now... We were both ten when I developed a crush on Dyl. Now I can call her 'my girl' without any hesitation."

I have no words for how sweet that is... Seriously, I'm speechless.

Mr. Liam Gray, my loving boyfriend and editor for all that I write is no longer in this world as of November, 2015. The last words I heard from him were "I'll see you soon. I love you." But the next time I saw him was in the hospital, doctors rushing him back for surgery. Internal bleeding, brain damage from the impact, and multiple broken bones. The image is forever etched into my mind, and it hurts. But Liam wouldn't want me to be sad. So I'll be happy for him.

Well, I hope you guys enjoy my stories! If you like it, please comment, vote, and fan!! Thanks!!

I feel like speaking out of my jurisdiction (sorry if it's not spelled right!):

The boy you punched in the hall today committed suicide a few minutes ago.
That girl you called a slut in class today? She's a virgin.
The boy you called lame? He has to work every night to support his family.
That girl you pushed down the other day? She's already being abused at home.
That girl you called fat? She's starving herself.
The old man you made fun of 'cause of the ugly scars? He fought for our country.
The boy you made fun of for crying? His mother is dying.
You think you know them. You DON'T! Re-post if you are against bullying. I bet 99% of you won't, but REPOST this if you're that 1% with a heart!