This is a bit of a long story...
I have had strong romantic feelings for my art teacher since the beginning of the school year. First, I would just smile at him in the hallways... then it turned in to me following him everywhere, having his schedule memorized. The next step I took was to write him a nine-page love letter, hand-written, and basically me professing my undying love to him. He wasn't actually supposed to get the letter, a friend of mine stole it from me and gave it to him, so I went and apologized after school that day.
It only got worse from there. I got a new digital camera for my birthday, and I became obsessed with taking pictures of him and putting them on my walls and on the internet. I created a shrine dedicated to him, where I have pens he's used, a sharpie he had in his mouth, and various samples of his writing and artwork.
The worst was still yet to come.
On Halloween night, he went trick-or-treating with his two-year-old daughter and a friend of his, and I
2006-11-06
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