The Girl

Dear Diary, Jimmy here, I'm back again to write… I know it's been awhile but I am finally here at last. I recently have been put in a mental health ward within the state penitentiary because of acts I do not recall doing… but I apparently did so. I've had a lot of things on my mind recently and I just can't seem to get them out of my head. The only way of finding some sort of relief is by writing my thoughts down unto this very notebook.

Anyways… these last few months have been the most nerve-wracking experiences I've ever had in my entire life. The things I done are beyond unimaginable, in fact way worse than that. I have murdered a person… or a few. I've taken innocent blood and much more all because of this one girl, whom I still think about to this very day. Sometimes I can't even live with myself after what I had done. Sometimes I wish I could just be dead. So atlas this is my story. All of my love… Jimmy, x.

It was September 12th, 1985. It was junior year of high school and the first day of school had finally came around. I wasn't ready for this grade at all… I barely even liked being a sophomore let alone a freshman. Kids at school usually say that the higher grade you're in the more enjoyable or gets. I'm for sure different from the rest because I think it is just a big load of horse crap, and I have every right to think that because it's the truth!

I also wasn't looking forward to dealing with all the other nobodies in this jail like building.

There are 3 kids who usually cause the most ruckus, number one is Carlson, an over weight loud mouth who thinks it's funny to pick on disabled kids. Number two is Nick, a narcissistic scumbag, thinks he is the greatest looking guy ever and enjoys inflicting emotional pain on his victims for fun, and last but not least Evan, the leader of the group, you can say he is the meanest out of the bunch, he does anything from taking lunch money to severely beating up other kids just for the enjoyment.

I hated them so much, everybody else did as well. I couldn't blame them either. These jerks made our lives hell…

There was this one girl though, her name was Rose, I've only chatted with her a few times… I knew that she was a lonely person because she always sat by herself at the lunch table, often reading her books or drawing in what looked like some sort of journal.

She was picked on the most out of all the other kids… she was even picked on by kids that I knew who I could never even imagine being so mean. Nick was always on her like flies to rotten food. He would call her dirty, filthy, and nasty names until she would run to the bathroom crying. My heart-felt for her, I always wanted to talk to her and get to know her… but she was so pretty and often times I would get too nervous and eventually end up chickening out. Her bright blonde hair, porcelain skin, and dark brown eyes took my breath away, I couldn't seem to understand why the other kids picked on her.

One day though as I was sitting in math class I had noticed she had sat behind me in the row that I was in. I could hear her tear out a piece of paper and she began writing something. A few seconds later I heard the paper being folded into a note, she then reached her hand over my shoulder and dropped it on the desk in front of me. As I began to open the note I catched a hint of perfume on the paper… it's smelled so sweet like most girl perfumes do, it was a lovely hint of lilacs and something else I couldn't pin out.

As I opened the note which had been written in neatly posh cursive, I began to make out what it said. "Dear Jimmy, I noticed you in lunch class… I've seen you attempt to walk in my direction at times. It's okay to keep walking… I kind of hope you would anyways lol. From Rose, x". I turned around and looked back at her and she just so happened to had already been staring back at me, gazing with a soft stare and a beautiful warming smile.

Rose, thank you for this letter, I said in a nervous whispering voice. No problem she replied, I hope you were able to read my hand writing…

"Rose!!" the teacher said with a harsh tone, "if you don't pay attention, I'll have to write you up!" Rose blushed with nervousness and said, "Yes ma'am," before settling back down and returning her eyes to the board, but as the teacher was focused on the board she abruptly leaned to the side of me and whispered quietly to meet me at her locker after class, I told her she had my word.

Class finally came to end with the ringing of the bell, Rose got up before everybody else and walked out the door. When I finally made it to the door to leave, I turned to my left and noticed her down at the end of the empty hallway. Her locker was towards the far back of the hall… oddly by the janitor's closet. I shrugged it off quickly and thought nothing of it and began to make my way down there… all I could think about was actually getting to know this pretty girl, finally now is my chance, there's no backing out of this one, I reassured myself.

As I approached closer, she turned her head and noticed me.

"Jimmy!! You're finally here. Soooo did you like my letter?"

"Of course… I loved it, I honestly wasn't ever expecting this to happen… I've been wanting to chat with you for sometime but I just never got the courage to actually do it."

"Awww Jimmy that's so sweet of you. I've always wanted to talk to you too! But that's why were here now though… I'm proud of you for coming down here, that really shows to me."

Jimmy stood dumbfounded and blushing, was this girl really into me? Does she actually really like me? If so I'm the luckiest boy alive… she is so gorgeous, how could I got her? I'll admit I'm not the ugliest looking guy but also not the best looking.

"Oh yeah it's no problem," I said nervously! Her dark-brown eyes never leaving sight of mine. "Thank you for sending me that note… if it wasn't for that I probably wouldn't have even approached you."

She smirked in return and parted some of her hair away from her eyes. "Well look at us both," she said, "we're here now and that's all that matters."

A few days had gone by since I chatted with Rose, she hadn't been to school in 3 days. I assumed her as sick or something like that, this flu was going around the school. She didn't have a cell phone so there was no way I could get in touch with her… and nobody even knew where she lived, I had stupidly forgotten to ask anyways so that's my fault I suppose.

Lunch time came around that day and I had finally noticed her walk into the cafeteria, she had just gotten to school it seems. I hurried out of the lunch line to greet her, but as I approached she had her head kneeled down and clinching her binder.

"Rose, is everything okay?" She didn't respond.

"Rose, can you hear me? Is everything okay?" I said again.

She slowly raised her head… her face was covered in tears, her eyes reddened from crying.

"No Jimmy, I'm not okay, I'm really not okay…" her murmurs broken through and I could hear the strain and frustration in her voice.

"I had just got home from the hospital because of a condition that I have and when my mother dropped me off at the door, Carlson, Nick, and Evan were standing outside by the entrance… my mom couldn't see them because of a bush blocking the door out of sight… she would have said something had she had known they was there. Before I had gotten to the door they had stepped in front of it."

Rose's Flashback 

Nick began opening his smart mouth. "Where do you think you're going you little psycho? We noticed you haven't been to school for quite sometime? Still stuck in the mental ward I imagine?"

"Shut the hell up Nick, I don't get why you care anyways… it's none of your business."

Nick laughed in an evil tone… "Sweety it is my business, you're a freak psycho and that's all I need to know."

"Haha. Yeah Nick tell the freak," Carlson said in a fit of giggling.

Rose looked over towards Evan who had an awful grin on his face…

Nick, take her journal..

Nick nodded towards Evan and proceeded to come towards Rose.

Rose clutched her binder to her chest as tight as she could but that didn't stop him.

"Give me the binder for christ sakes…"

"NO PLEASE STOP I'LL DO ANYTHING PLEASE DON'T" Rose said as the streams of water began pouring down her face.

The binder ripped from her hands as she could no longer hold on tight enough.

"Well well, let's see what we have in here."

Nick opened up the binder and its items inside fell to the ground.

The journal having been the most notable object giving it away immediately… Carlson picked it up and began to open it up.

"Look at this garbage, what even is this s**t anyways? It looks like scribble."

"Let me see it," Evan said as he grabbed it quickly.

"Yeah looks like some grade 'A' garbage to me…" he began flipping through the pages and found nothing he seemed importance.

"So Rose, give me a reason as to why I shouldn't rip this heap of trash to shreds?"

Rose stood teary eyed… words weren't coming out properly, she was stuttering and lost sense of thought.

"Okayyyy then," Evan said loudly.

He held the journal in front of Rose's face and began ripping several pages out and tearing them up and dumping the pieces on top of her head.

"I hate you guys so much," Rose said under her breath.

Nick noticed her lips move, "What did you say you little nut case?"

"I said I hate you…" Rose's tears still pouring down her face like water falls.

"Yeah whatever loser, have fun picking your trash up." The three bullies walked off laughing about and bragging on about what they had done.

Rose never bothered to wipe her eyes whilst picking up her belongings and the paper pieces left laying in the grass.

She eventually got it all sorted out in her binder again and stormed inside.

Rose's Flashback end

I looked in awe… I couldn't believe these jerks would do such an awful thing to her, she for sure didn't deserve this.

"Do you know where they went?" I said firmly.

"They looked like they were heading out towards the back by the black top, but please don't go after them, it's not worth it, I don't want you getting hurt!"

"Rose, those guys just ruined your journal and left you to clean up their mess, I can't just let them get away with that."

Rose leaned in before Jimmy could say another word and wrapped her arms around him tightly… "No its okay, it's nothing to worry about, please don't go after them, do it for me please I beg of you."

I thought for a moment on what I should do… I finally accepted what she had said and wrapped my arms around her in return.