WAS I BORN IN THE WRONG WAY?

Part 1

A prodigious young man’s deepest fear is holding his life back. Your character’s biggest fear is your story’s secret weapon.This is what my life has always held and I was still running
from it.

It was a dark night; I could see the lightning and hear the thunderous sounds from my window. That was the day when I realised I was not the same guy as the day before.

I was sitting beside my bed, curled up like a puppy, stunned and perplexed. The storm outside the window was still much calmer than the one inside me. My head was bursting, the tears were rolling and my body wasn't responding the way I wanted it to. I was like ice,
melting on the same place with no escape.

I was always someone who everyone thought was the best, but deep inside I felt the worst because I couldn't even tell others who I actually was! Who I actually was a question I asked to myself too!
Why did this happen with me?
In this cruel world, why did this happen with me?
Why did I fell in love?
Why did I fell in love with a guy?
I fell in love with a guy who used me, raped me and made me feel miserable! He wasn't even into guys, so was it just a fun thing for him? To make me feel humiliated because he got to know that I am a rich guy? I knew I was a gay when I was still
in school, and that time it didn't matter to me.

I still get those haunting dreams where I was exploited; it was
around the last year of my school when I opened up to a friend about my sexuality and he spread it around like the plaque amongst everybody to make me look like a creep. That’s when he came forward to help me, rather acting like he was.
He made me feel special, he made me feel secure, and he made me experience a life full of confidence and love, only to make me hate myself even more.

A/N:  Hope you guys are enjoying it!
I will upload the rest in another part!

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