My first Adolence Boyfriend
Introduction
Some looked at me, others did not even dare to maintain visual contact with me, after all who would want to talk to a girl like me. I will start from the beginning of my story, it was the first day of class after summer, I noticed Nauzet, a 15 -year -old boy, taller than me, with green eyes, brown hair and with a wonderful smile, but for memisfortune was the best friend of the most popular girl in all my class.
Developing
For my Nauzet he was an unattainable boy, since he had many suitors a thousand times more beautiful than me. I never thought that I would look at me, but one afternoon doing a project with some companions called me an unknown number and answered it, I don’t remember much what Nauzet told me and yes, it was him, since I recognized his voice. The fact is that the call was very fast and I only remember that he told me to meet him in front of the institute at six, I decided to go, since at that time I would have nothing to do.
It was six and I was already arriving at the institute, from afar I could see what there were too many people, I was a little scared but I kept walking. When I was already at the entrance of the institute, I saw Kenzie, the best friend of Nauzet and her little group of friends, but I did not see him, Kenzie approached me and told me:
How did you know we were here? I wonder with an annoying tone.
I was quiet, quite baffled without knowing what. At that time I could see Nauzet coming towards me and quickly grabbed my wrist to get away from them, he took me to a near park and confessed his attraction to me. At first I didn’t understand anything, I didn’t believe it and I was also very nervous because I had never had a boyfriend.
That same afternoon he took me home, my parents were going to be away from home for a few days for their work so nobody would realize that I was with him, he asked me to stay that night with him and I said no, Notewho got angry at me because he wanted me to go out immediately.
When I got home I was very confused, I didn’t understand why Nauzet had angered me and asked what I could do to forgive me, he told me that all I could do was send him a photo of me showing my whole body exposed, although althoughThey had told me that it was very dangerous to send this type of photos, I did not give importance because Nauzet transmitted a lot of confidence and I knew that he was not able to spread such a photo, and I sent it to him. He told me that he was no longer angry and that everything was fine.
On Monday of the following week I went to class as I usually go, after all I believed that of spending photos of that style did all the people of my age, but during recess when I went through the halls of the institute I could notice as my companionsThey didn’t look away from me, and it seemed strange. There was a time when I went to the bathroom and when I was washing my hands, my friend Alicia very distressed, showing me that photo, I was speechless, how it was possible for Alicia to have that photo!, He told me that they had published her on social networks and that the whole institute had that photo. I started crying without knowing what to do, I knew that the person responsible for all this was Nauzet.
I decided to go home, but I couldn’t do it without first taking my box office books, when the box office was opened, a note fell to the ground in which very unpleasant things told me, I don’t know why I knew that those who had put it in my box officewere Kenzie and his little group of friends. Already fed up with all this I returned to my house running, when I arrived I went up to my room, closed the door and threw my bed to cry, my parents were not and I was completely alone. Suddenly a voice in my head began to tell me: why don’t you leave this world, after all anyone would care, you don’t believe?, Would it be much better if you kill yourself?, Why don’t you kill yourself like that will stop feeling that pain in your heart?, Is it the best option, don’t you think?
conclusion
I diced my tears and decided to write a farewell letter, I thought it would be the best for my parents, my last words. When I had finished writing, I decided to listen to that voice of my head, I did what the voice indicated, I went down to the garage and took a rope, then rose to my room the rope to the lamp of my room and, II went up to a chair, put my head inside the rope and after remembering for everything that had happened with tears in my eyes, jump and end with all my suffering at a small moment.
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