When my dreams fall apart-prologue

I thought things couldn't get anymore worse than the bullying because I was gay and a gothic emo. . . Then my boyfriend broke up with me. After that I found out me and my family were moving. I prayed that the new schools would be bully free. I was truly wrong. 

*seven days later* 

Everything has gone downhill. I'm still getting bullied for being a freak. I slid into my seat just as the bell rang for class to begin. I pulled out my books and did the assignment. I couldn't wait for the class to be over; seeing as next class was my break. Only juniors and seniors get this privilege. I finished the assigned work early. 

*a half hour later*

The bell finally rang. I gathered my stuff and bolted from the room. I held back the tears as long as I could before getting to my favorite spot on the grounds. I placed my stuff down and slid down the trunk of the tree. The tears started to flow freely.