I'm not one of those people who suffer in silence

"Our first meeting occurred when I was 10 to 12. I had not met him before, although I lived in neighboring houses, he was notorious.So, one winter night I was walking with a friend, and then Denis came in. His friend started pestering my friend, and he was correct ... to me, which flattered me, but still I was rude to him, and he fell behind.

The same night I dreamed that he was in our class, and a few months later he was really sitting on the back of the desk in our class! I tried to help him get settled in our "friendly team," but met a blank wall. He was like a wild beast, rough and cold. All my attempts to make friends with him he rejected. In general, he lived by some of his laws. We always quarreled with him, but soon I got bored, I gave up all thoughts about him. He liked my classmates, but they swore to the contrary.

Time flew imperceptibly ... And now the third quarter of the ninth grade. Denis has long been accustomed, but our relationship with him was still the same cold. I thought he hated me, but I did not know why! Once, at a school disco, I noticed that he was looking at me strangely. He never looked at me like that! At that moment I realized that I loved him, I love all his antics, grins, I love him the way he is - rude, but with gentle blue eyes!

I'm not one of those people who suffer in silence. I was ready to shout about my love in every corner. At last I achieved my goal, and he learned about my feeling, but, to my surprise, there was no follow-up. Has already reached the point that I, "my mother's daughter", went to an evening disco in the city's House of Culture, where he spent time. I tried to talk to him, but he avoided talking. It seemed to me that now everyone would laugh at my love, and especially He, but so far no one even mentioned it. Knowing the character of Denis, I thought that everyone around will say that I'm following him "running," but he pretends that he does not know about my love. It seems to me that friends influence him. They choose him "girlfriends", and I, apparently, do not fit the standard!

All this lasted about a year, it was summer, three months I was looking for a replacement, I was friends with one guy, but no one could replace my eyes!

Since the beginning of the school year, everything has returned. I constantly feel his gaze on me, even when he is with other girls. At the lessons I look for his eyes and find ...

Denis! If you read this story, know - I love you and will love, no matter what happens! I believe and I hope that you also love me. My heart tells me that we will still be together!