It's starting again.

At least they have given me two weeks to get back on my feet.

When I arrived for my first class today, I found an envelope on my table. It looked nothing out of the ordinary, just plain white. My name was on it in black capital letters.

I opened it and found a small note, written in a handwriting I didn't recognize. It said:

"Why are you even still here, fag? Not enough to jump off the cliff? Challenge accepted."

I just stared at it while my classmates entered. I continued staring at it when the teacher started his lesson and I was still staring at it when the bell announced its end. I don't even remember what the lesson was about.

All I could see was this fucking note on the table in front of me.

Whoever wrote this is downright admitting that they want me to commit suicide.

Who does that to another person? Who is twisted enough to make a challenge out of something like that?

I'm pretty sure this person doesn't even know me. How can they possibly hate me that much?

I just sat there and didn't move until everybody else had left the classroom before I could muster the energy to drag myself to my next class.

Nothing else happened during the rest of the day, but I jumped at every tiny movement or noise next to me.

I ran home as fast as I could after school and locked myself in my room. I haven't left it since.

Thank god it's Friday.