Part 4

Letter

Diary

Poem

Two-Person Poem

 

Letter

By Alex Kulbel

 

Dear Dillon,

I am writing you this letter in great thanks for all the help you have given to me in the last month. I know that without you in my life none of this would have ever happened. I almost don’t know how to handle this new life.

On that first date I know that I wasn’t open to you with my problem. I am so happy that we had that talk that night and I was able to talk to you about what has been going on in my life. You have always been the best person there is to talk to about my feelings. At first, I wasn’t sure if I should tell you, but now I am glad that I did.

Thank you so much for listening to me when I had something to say. Thank you for your help with catching T.B. and turning my life into a happy one. I can now sleep in peace and go home with a few less worries.

I look forward to living my life in a happier way. Thank you so much Dillon Hemingway for all that you have done.

Love,

Jennifer

 

Diary

By Jamie Bulian

 

Dear Diary,

I don’t know how to exactly feel right now. T.B is gone, but that doesn’t seem to change anything. It just means some other helpless girl is going through the same thing I did for so long. In a way I love Dillion for caring, for looking and treating me like a human being, but I can never look at him the same. The worst thing to getting sexually abused is someone watching it! My mom is finally starting to get better. She is actually realizing that I wasn’t lying all these years. Although I don’t think I could ever forgive her for not believing in me the first time. All of the guys have changed her. I’m starting to become really close with Stacy. I feel like I can tell her almost anything. With Dillion I think it’s a different story. Maybe it was love that we had. Whatever it was I don’t think we could ever be together. He knows too much. Well, I’m getting tired. It will be weird not having to bury my head in my pillow and try with all I have to escape to my "happyplace". I will try to manage. Talk to you soon.

~Jen

 

Poem

By Ben Stemper

 

Chinese Handcuffs

bind with love

Chinese Handcuffs

sent from up above

Chinese Handcuffs

the only real way

to keep the love binding through all of our days.

 

Chinese Handcuffs

can bring you together

Chinese Handcuffs

can pull you apart

Chinese Handcuffs

are one or the other?

Chinese Handcuffs

Is where it all starts?

Two-Person Poem

I am Preston.                                  I am Dillon.

We are Brothers.                            We are Brothers

We are very close.                          We are very close.

I am going out with Stacy.             I wish I were going out
  
                                                                                            With Stacy

My brother writes to me all            I write to my brother all the time.                                                    The time.

I started to do drugs.                     My Brother started
  
                                                                                               Doing drugs.

They got out of hand.                     They got out of hand.

I shot myself.                                  My brother shot himself.

Dillon tried to stop me.                   I tried to stop him.

It was no use though.                     It was no use though.

My brother still writes to me.          I still write to my
  
                                                                                             Brother.

He misses me a lot.                          I miss him a lot.

I wish things were back to              I wish things were back

Way they use to be.                         to the way they use to be.

We will always remember each      We will always

Other.                                              Remember each other.