Louis's poem was heartbreaking, to say the least. Every single word tugged at my heart. It was as if everything I feared about coming out of the closet had been written and handed to me. It was proof that my fear was real. I couldn't help but feel guilty about the way I treated him, especially after I noticed that he has the exact same eyes as my dream boy.
I didn't know how to start his story. I couldn't even begin to imagine the things that he has gone through just because he's gay and I didn't want to think about it. I knew I couldn't keep my sexuality a secret forever, but I never thought about coming out. I never thought about what would happen to me.
I snuck a glance at Louis, who seemed to be staring at my paper lost in thought. I need a way to talk to him without being caught.
Dear Louis,
Meet me in the janitor's closet next to room 213 during first period tomorrow. I need to talk to you.
I raised my hand to ask Mr. Heinze if I could go to the bathroom. As soon as the hall pass was given to me, I took off towards Louis's locker. This had to work.
Maybe one day you'll look back
And see the shadow I'm stuck to be.
Unfortunately, I saw it all too well.
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RomanceSeventeen year old Caron Ace was happy in the closet. As the school bad boy with no friends he had no one to turn to if he came out and with a homophobic principle looking to expel any 'fairies' that he found it was probably a good thing. But Caron...
