Henry Walker Wainscot stood leaning against the stone wall in the foyer of his new dorm while waiting for his mom. They were going to have lunch in the cafeteria, then explore the city. Henry had never really been to Boston, having grown up in Western Massachusetts. In cow country, he liked to think, although the three cows were more of an agricultural front for a toxic waste dump. It was exciting for him to be in the cit...

The small drops of blood had now dried up from my wounds as I lay down on the cold floor of our basement. It had been over an hour now and I was tired from all the crying.  The pain was unbearable and yet this wasn't even the worst.  There had been worse times. When he would tie me up in our basement and beat me up while he mouthed all sorts of profanities until I was unconscious.  I was nothing but a mistake to him, a bu...

These are the first two pages of a 44-page endeavor It’s not like AJ’s known for his spontaneity, he’s not some feral college freshman. He’s not even an eager eyed person. He’s boring. He’s routine, painfully routine depending on who you talk to. Being boring is easy, it took just one moment of weakness to remind him.Class was wrapping up when the idea came from nowhere and he acted on it. There’s nothing spontaneous abou...

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I looked at the wide double doors of Pittsford Area High School. The black paint over the metal seemed to mock me in a way I couldn't understand. I knew kids would stare at me, whisper to each other and snicker at me. It all had happened so fast that I wasn't sure if I could get through the whole day without breaking down. I reached for the metal handle and it tingled the senses throughout my arm. I gave a soft tug and it...

It’s Chris’s twenty-first birthday and the smell of alcohol fills the air as music plays through huge, booming speakers. They had rented out a whole club for the occasion, so it's empty except for the drunken cast members who slosh around wearily, grinning stupidly and only barely realizing that maybe, just maybe, they overdid it with the alcohol. The designated drivers have long since given up their post and have succumb...

Verse 1 I’m different I’m stupid I’m sinful I’m losing it I don’t belong here It’s too much to take I want to leave this horrible place Chorus Nobody knows How it feels To feel like I do Nobody loves me Nobody likes me So why am I here Just shoot me Just shoot me Just shoot me Before I shoot myself Verse 2 Acceptance is unacceptable For someone of my kind I’m an abomination Should be castrated Tormented to the end of time...

I hold my cards close to my chestNever letting anyone inI don’t show my true coloursInstead keeping my thoughts to myselfWhy would I do this, you askBecause the world is so cruelNarrow-minded fools are in chargeAnd refuse to understand meI am deeply in love, yet I cannot shareI am listed as single, unwedBut as long as my love understandsI do not careSome days it’s harder, I just want to screamBecause she means the whole w...

Here she comes, the sweetest, sexiest, most loveliest girl in the whole department, the delightful Rachael. What any guy wouldn't give for a date with such a desirable angel. "There you go, Dave." she says to me. "White with no sugar." Rachael plonks the coffee down on my desk with a total lack of consideration, her act of indifference results in half the cup's contents spilling into the saucer. Her body language says it...