"I HATE hate this part of day after.."

"I was never a coward! Oh, like me..well aunt Martha,, I'm like ..me. So what's the matter? Yes, so let me think about it..if we meet..yes, sure..thanks."

 Yesterday, the important thing was i come out from the closet in front of everyone at my big brother's birthday party at university.

 Everyone expected this and if they didn't, well nothing if they didn't.

 Facing the hallway, my locker was located far from the classroom. I thought the girls wouldn't give me looks after the whole school knew that I was gay.

 I still have hope behind me that this does not mean disspointing the opinion of a girl who loved me in the past. I pray for this, perhaps a place that does not know. I do not believe in Jesus. It is not the hatred of Jesus. He said it is good, as there are lessons to be learned, and perhaps Jesus was the reason for the stability of the United States in every major way, and this is beside the point. she shouts, "You need water to breathe or breakfast with a whore gay one." Josephine, who is in her final year, said. She was silent and she watched me spying on her phone. I did not speak, I was forced to apologize.

 "Oh, sorry for reading on your lover's messages... really sorry."

 She was going to punch me, I swear.

 I went and to class. I put the phone to my ear. I was listening to an audio book. I am in the Horror Literature Club, making a list for books where I can read and discuss them.

 I was drawn to a book about William Somerset Maugham. It mentioned about Jane Austen and how her novels were not boring classics.

 The irony attracted me, I smiled in my place in the class and began to contemplate the explanation with extreme numbness.

BLINK

SOUNDS

VOICES

my head was buzzing when there was a boy i tought it was a dream but did he??

the weird flowers boy.

Emanual Spenser Firfly.

i smile shaking my head went to library he follow me also.

i went to the teachers office to copy papers he was there.

bought myself lunch and he offered me a chair.

"can i help you?" i said with smile

"what is it Emo boy? are not you dead?"someone said to Emanuel pushing him he throw the boy to the girls table causing him to bleed looking back to me "very old book it was the golden notebook..by Doris Lessing huh? im in poetry club you might know me?"

i open my mouth then close it..open it again shaking my head.

"No then?"he said

"im not gay "

"oh please it is on your face"

i glup

"ive a girlfriend"i lied

"come with me im your first boyfriend i know you didnt love anyone because you Timothy Green Do not Fall in love"

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