I place my bag down beside me ready to begin class.
I hear them joke about me and call me queer. Damn bullies.
Beside me sits another guy, a fairly kind one too. He yells at the bullies to leave me alone.
I place my bag down beside me ready to begin class.
I hear them joke about me and call me queer. Damn bullies.
Beside me sits another guy, a fairly kind one too. He yells at the bullies to leave me alone.
This project is for the people who lost their heart or their self at some point.
This is a project I wrote while I am in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere I am lost and I don't know how to go back ho...