Michael Levi

It was difficult to describe what I was feeling as I walked down the corridors of the school I constructed. There was the feeling of gratitude, of being able to help people in need, of being proud for having turned an investment into a fertile cash cow, but there was also something deep in my mind that threatened to come out once again. It was a life experience that I had fought hard to keep hidden from myself. I had a childhood full of problems, and when I passed by a classroom that looked too similar to one of mine in high school, I immediately remembered some of my worst days back when I was no more than sixteen years old. At that age, I was about to become a man, and yet I still felt as if I was a child. I was skinny, average height, had brown short hair and freckles on my face. As much as I tried, I could not bring myself to speak like the man I was supposed to become. Every word that came out of my mouth didn’t have the right weight. Thus, other guys in sch

If there was one thing I didn’t want to do, was to be there with the two of them. The room was less than ideal. The color was boring and didn’t resemble anything close to what I liked. The sound of the fans above was making me mad. Still, I could not leave there at all. My caretaker had found that I was playing with her undergarments. How she managed to do that, I had no idea. The fact was that I had just turned eighteen, so I was entitled to do whatever I wanted. “As you can see, Mrs. Lambvert, little Mr. Leonard Cooley has a small problem regarding his sexuality. That’s a normal thing, though. I have dealt with this kind of situation many times before.” My caretaker could not stop pulling on her necklace. It was quite annoying, just like staying with her in my house and being in that room. I was a grown-up already. I didn’t have to stay there. The only reason that was keeping my ass on the chair was the fact that my parents, always too far from home to take care of