Hi I'm Rachael Triplett and I live in Douglasvile Georgia, the place of human dis-honesty. It all started back in 2nd grade when I found out I was attracted to girls. I had my first "girlfriend" names Mariee Resby. Yes she was a beauty, God in 2nd grade I thought I was in love with that girl and she was going to be my only girl friend. We passed notes during class talking about how we love eachother and at play time we would get Barbie dolls and pretend they was us and make the kiss and go on dates. We never spoke of a relationship face to face but I claimed her as my girl friend in my head. We dated until 4th grade, that's when she broke up with me for this boy Travon. My opinion was he was ugly and he dated a lot of girls. I dated him. I couldn't tell anyone I liked girls so I dated boys to cover up. In 5th grade this boy named Ty told everyone I was Bisexual, I was so ashamed and lied and said I wasn't. There was so many rumors going around about me. I was so upset. I couldn't be who I really was. Then middle school came and I was the "hoe" of the school. I dated everyone boy I could and just dated them for a week at a time. No, I didn't really like them. It was just a cover up, but there was this girl I was crushing on. Her name was Makayla Bailey, she wore glasses and had wavy hair. She always wore jackets and sweat shirts. No make up and was really pale. She had pretty brown eyes and a voice of softness. She was the girl of my dream. I never talked to her until she started dating this guy named Sam Smith and he hit her and was really mean to her. She would be at school crying and upset at the table beside me. I was dating a boy named Jamie Marshall at the time. I never really understood why I dated boys until I noticed every boy who dated a girl in middle school was just to play them and cheat on them. So I played their game right back.
7th grade was the lonesome year for me, I stayed to my self and didn't date anyone. I had 5th period with Makayla and I was always messing with her, I took her pencil and hid it and threw her eraser across the room and always took her pink jacket. She still looked the same as 6th grade excepts she wasn't with Sam any more. My feelings was not clear though, the thought of me being with a girl made my skin tingle and my heart race. Little did I know that's how it was suppose to be.
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Just You & I
Non-FictionWe really didn't know we was going to fall in love, but we did. I didn't imagine she was going to be my first real love and certainly not my last. It turns out I am so lucky to have this girl and so lucky ti have found my self. The story of us.
