I can't sleep. Why am I laying here staring at the ceiling like this? What's the point? Just go to sleep already! I couldn't. I couldn't stop thinking about who that girl was and my sexuality, which I hadn't questioned before. I'm straight. No doubt. I kept trying to tell myself the same sentence over and over again, but it wasn't right. I knew I wasn't straight. I just had enough people trying to "fix" me at the moment. And therapy. Oh god please no therapy. I'm not insane, my ufo can and will find me someday. And I will wait for that day.
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Teen FictionLacey is a teenage girl living in her own little mind. Everybody thinks she is crazy. No, she doesn't have your typical anxiety or depression, she in fact, believes she is a space alien.
