i have a really bad home life- I can’t remember the last time I was taken to the doctor and my parents are always fighting. I’m not abused, per se, but it’s really stressful. When I was in 3rd grade, I met a 6th grader named Falcon- we became best friends and one day, freshman year of high school, we started dating. Falcon is my pride and joy- he’s so incredibly sweet to me. He’s very patient. He’s always wearing uniquely patterned polos and khaki pants- I like his weird sense of fashion. I’m a senior in high school and Falcon is three years graduated and he goes to a nice college nearby, so even though he’s busy, we still get to visit each other a lot.

today he comes over to my house with a happy smile- my mom ADORES him and loves our relationship together

Falcon: heyyy Mrs. Lee! Is your beautiful son home?