It was a story of long ago, this story I'm about to tell you right now. The story of love and how everything came to be.
It was 2011, 40 years ago, when I was still a freshman at my new school. I knew no one, and didn't bother, nor did I care to talk to anyone. I was a rebel you see, not because of my parents, no, for they've died long ago, but because of the things people have been saying to me all those years.
I've been called dozens of hurtful names- monster, asshole, fiend , you name it. But as the years passed by, I learned to keep that hatred, forming what I am now.
I heard the teacher call my name- I didn't answer. I heard her say
Hatergonnahate is online
I'mDbestest028 started a chat with Hatergonnahate.
9: 32 PM I'mDbestest028: Hey
9: 34 PM Hatergonnahate: ... nice name dobe
9: 34 PM I'mDbestest028: thanks.
9: 35 PM Hatergonnahate: ... that was a joke you idiot
9: 36 PM I'mDbestest028: Anyway, I really need to talk to someone teme
9: 39 PM Hatergonnahate: talk to someone else dobe
9: 40 PM I'mDbestest028: come on teme
9: 40 PM Hatergonnahate: Fine, the hell do you need?
9: 41 PM I'mDbestest028: I knew it, I know I could count on you teme!
9: 43 PM Hatergonnahate: ... shut up before I go offline you idiot.
9: 44 PM I'mDbest
