If I Had A Chance With Him,

I Sat. And I Thought. And The More I Thought, Connecting The Events In My Life, The More My Heart Collapsed.

I'm Listening To Someone Give Up. Someone I Knew—someone I Liked. I'm Listening... But Still, I'm Too Late.

A Week Went By And Nothing. But Eventually, As They Always Will, The Rumors Reached Me. And Everyone Knows You Can't Disprove A Rumor.

Stories About Sensitive Issues Like Sex, Drugs Or Sexual Assault, Suicide And Teen Drinking, Are Often Censored Because People Just Don't Want To Talk About Those Things. It's Not That These Things Don't Happen, But When They're Shared In A Fictional Setting, For Some Reason They Make Some People Uncomfortable.

Betrayal. It's One Of The Worst Feelings.