Every day of my life is hell. I’m forced every morning to get my unattractive body out of my cold bed so I can go to school. A place where I’m lonely and an outcast. I try to keep to myself, but the asshole kids will do everything in their life to make my life a living hell. Calling me horrible names, and ganging up on me. A lot of times when I go to school I don’t even go to class, but hide in the bathroom and cry until the janitor finds me and takes me back to class.

The teachers tell me I’m worthless and I’ll never amount to anything. They always make sure to call on me even when they know I never have the answer, which is like stand up comedy to the 30 other kids in the class. I often just bury my head in my arms and pretend I don’t exist. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a higher grade than a C before at school, and that’s only when I’m lucky. I used to try so hard, but all the math, science, English, it’s all just the same to me! I eventually decided to cut to the chase and not care anymore. Eventually when I go to lunch I sit by myself. I can’t ever afford good food, so most days I just starve. When I get off the bus and walk home I always think about dying. Nobody would miss me or feel horrible, I just wish I could end it all. Especially when I get home and deal with phase two of my awful life.

I’m not the favorite child at all. My siblings are treated like kings and queens while I am like a black sheep. I get blamed for everything and the words of how I’m worthless and stupid from my teachers and classmates are echoed by my family. I often get physically abused and screamed at just for the horrible crime of existing. I spend most of my time in my room. The smallest one with no air conditioning or heat. It’s a fiery inferno in the summer and a blizzard in the winter. I look upon my dirty empty walls and at my bed, if you can call it that. It’s really just a tattered sleeping bag on the floor. I sigh, and think about what I did to deserve such punishments.

I suddenly glance over to my old windows xp laptop, the only possession I’ve ever owned. I sadly turn on the slow, dying thing and go to youtube. Then I see it. Reviewtechusa uploaded a new video. Tears of joy stream down my face as I click on the video and see Rich’s warm sexy smile. He talks about video games and technology and all kinds of things. I am the student, and he is the teacher. I am the disciple of his light. Suddenly I remember why I do it every day, why I go through all my pain and suffering. I do it for him. I bless you Rich, you’re the reason I still stand on this beautiful Earth that you make brighter every single day.