Class Notes
"Jake, I need someone to talk to about this, but I can't use my words. I can't even talk about this to my family nevermind you. You don't even know me. I wish you knew me. But I fear that if you did...,it would destroy me. So, I write to you in class and never give them to you. At least, in that way, I feel like I am talking to someone that I feel I can trust.""Jake, I wish you knew me. I also wish I knew you. The way you were nice to me that day made me feel worth something. I just wish the feeling had of lasted.""Jake, I can't handle my emotions anymore. I can't live like this anymore. Goodbye."WARNING: This story may be very triggering for some. If you get triggered easily, do not read this. MATURE: This is mature only because of triggering content…