Chapter 7
@username: heard what happened with @johnnyboi's dad. How are you gonna get into college now, retard?
@username2: god, @johnnyboi got what he deserved. Faggot.
@usrrname3: @johnyboi I bet ur just faking it for attention.
@username4: @johnnyboi you're so worthless. Go kill yourself, you pathetic little bastard.
@username5: wow. I mean, I always thought @jonnyboi was an attention whore, but this just took it to a whole new level.
My eyes clouded with tears as I logged into Twitter for the first time since the attack. Most of these people were my friends. People that I had laughed along with on the way to the next class.
I logged out and wheeled back to Alex and mine's shared bedroom. He wasn't anywhere where I could see him. Good. He won't have to see me break down.
I wheeled over to the window and saw that Alex and Mr. Washington were playing a game of catch on the front lawn. They were both smiling as they tossed a baseball back and forth between the two of them.
I broke down crying right there, in front of the window.
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