Asha (as all the teens) has her secrets, but hers is big: she's in love with one of her best friends, Mich.
even though it is 2023, the lgbtq isn't well seen for some people, so Asha and her beloved will have to live with those coments and face all...
TW!: scars, bulling, bad words, ciberbulling, hurtfull comments
Asha:
It was Saturday evening, me and my nne nne were at the mall to buy me new pants for the summer, as mine were getting a bit tiny.
-ị chọrọ ịga enyi ụlọ ahịa a? (do you want to go to this shop darling?)
-ok nne nne- I say as we get into the shop.
We took some shorts and I went into the changing room as my grandma waited outside. Trying new shorts is allways hard to me because of the scars of my legs (caused by the car accident), this scars not only remind me of the accident, but also I don't feel confortable showing them.
-nne nne, we have to give this ones back, they dont cover my thights- I say as some of the scars are able to be seen because the pants are not big enough
-ok Darling, nyem pant nke ichoro izuta, tinyekwa nke ahu n'ebe ya (ok darling, give me the pants that you want to buy and you put that one back to its place)- she sais as I give her the pants.
I got changed and went toput pants at the shelf, when a notification popped out on my phone, as I wentto see it, my heart stopped:
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I could feel my heart beating faster and faster as I read the post, my hands started shaking, it started to be more and more difficult to breath, my vision became blurry as I tried to stand up without falling.
-what the f-fuck?...-I thought to myself as my mind started to fill up with thoughts-How did they... b-but- I cuold feel my heart beating faster and faster, so fast that I felt as if it was going to get out of my chest
-Asha! Nnọọ? ị dịkwa mma? (Asha! hello? are you alright?)- I snaped out of that mental state, my breathing and my heart beatting became slower-Kedu ka ị ga-esi nwee ọsụsọ? (how can someone sweat this much?)- she said as se wiped some of the sweat of my face- ịdịkwa mma? (are you ok?)
-uh?, oh! Y-yeah, I'm f-fine nne nne, lets go home shall we?- I said grabing her harm and pulling her out of the store
-Asha wait!, is everything allright?
-yes nne nne, I' just tired, let get home, please- my grandma sighted as she noded, leaving the store
All the ride home, I was trying not to panic in front of my nne nne, but in my head there was allways the voices asking "who was it?".
We got home and as soon as my nne nne opened the door,I ran to my room where I loked myself in. I quckly cheked my phone to se the coments of the post as I realiced that my post wan't the first post of the acount, there were loads of other post about secrets of other, including one of Mich, the day she came out of the closet.
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I started to feel even more panic as I saw each of the posts, until one of them caught my eye:
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