Dear Demetri...

A story about a bullied young teen.

I dedicate this story to my best friend, he basically inspired me to write this book. He is truly the best person you could know, and is the strongest person I know. For what hes been though and for what others have been though similar or worse, this goes out to you. YOU GUYS ARE MY HERO. You deserve a better life.♥


3. Three


Dear Demetri,

          I sat there in life class and just stared at the question paper my teacher handed me. There were other questions on the paper but the one I had to write an essay on was “What do you want to do with your life?”       I never really thought about it. I don’t know what I want to do or who I want to be. I just only focused on the now and just waited for life to throw whatever it had at me. I felt pathetic and I guess I have to bull shit my way through another essay again. But luckily it was only due next week so I have a little time to procrastinate.

          Aaron tried talking to me again but of course I ignored him again. I don’t know why he wasn’t to talk to a freak like me. I’m nobody. He’s been here for a day and a half and talked to Sam so he had to hear about what I am. He should at least care what the people in this school would do if they found out he talked to me. They all will make their life miserable. Maybe he’s one of those people that doesn’t care what others think and doesn’t care what I am. And there’s that little string of hope that he is that way. But I done want to ruin his life he wants to be friends with me. So far I seen him talk to Sam and different girls that seem that want to go out with him. He could be popular. I don’t want to ruin his chance at a good life here. He is still new. Why does he want to talk to a disgusting freak like me?

          At the end of the day I opened my locker and as usual there were notes. But one stuck out to me. It was a neatly folder blue piece of paper unlike the one that were white and all crumpled up. I opened and it said “Meet me at Starbucks at 4:30.” I just folded it up and ran out the school while throwing away the other notes. Should I go or shouldn’t I?

          But guess where I am now. That right Starbucks I’m sitting in the way back by the bathrooms while sipping my hot chocolate and writing. I keep looking at the door hoping Sam wasn’t the one that sent the note. Last time I got a note like this it said to meet them at a park. While I was sitting there waiting for the person that sent me the note to come. Sam come along and calls me the same names like every other day and then Sam’s friend came up behind me and spilled wet dog food all over me. I was humiliated but that wasn’t the end of the torture. Sam then beat me until I could stand on my feet right.

I don’t know why I didn’t just go home. This has to be a joke. I looked at the time and it is 4:50. I came early to get ready to run to the bathroom and hide just in case it was Sam again. But whoever sent me the note wasn’t coming so I’m leaving.

Never mind when I closed this notebook Aaron walked in and walked straight towards me looking happy.

“Hey sorry I’m late, I got a detention,” He said sitting down.

“It’s okay. Why did you want to see me?” I asked awkwardly.

We then got into the conversation on why he wanted to see me and why he wants to be my friend but what shocked me the most was when he said.

“Fuck Sam and everyone that think you’re disgusting. You’re beautiful the way you are.”

He made me really happy for the first time in a long time, I didn’t use my supplies. And I’m going to bed happy. We are going to hang out all week. He promised that he would be my friend and never leave me.

Bye :)

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