you were bullied your whole life. Your dad died when you were little, and your mom is severely sick.

Your life has been hard ever since, and it’s hard for you to keep up with things. Sometimes you don’t even eat.

Your parents were bad to you, and you never made any friends. You never knew what it felt to be.. loved.

you were walking in the halls of the school to your locker, and Wynn, the popular boy and bully walks up to you.

“Hey loser. What’s new today, huh? Let me guess, your dad is gonna bring you food to school today? Oh wait! You don’t have one!”

He starts laughing along with his friends while we’re watching a couple feet away.

“leave me alone, please..” you speak in a tone above a whisper. “Oh, and what if I don’t? Gonna cry to your mommy? Oh wait, she’s in the hospital, how sad” he teases and starts laughing again.

“how about you go talk to your imaginary friend. Maybe they’ll understand and love you”

your head falls down, your eyes filling with tears, “how am I supposed to know what love feels like.. if I’ve never experienced it before..”

you continue, “..you don’t understand how hard it is for me.. you’re lucky you even have a family.. and people who love you..”