Here I am, standing at the enterance to hell. Okay. Maybe that's an exaggeration, my life is already a living hell. My boyfriend is abusive, and he lives right next to me. My mom thinks I have straight A's when I actually have straight C's. And speaking of straight things, I'm not one of them.
It's not like I'm not attracted to guys, certainly not Josh. But during the past year I've just been noticing things about the girls at my school. I find myself daydreaming about walking around town with them and holding their hands. It just seems lle the right thing for me. The downside? My parents are more homophobic than the Westborough Baptist Church. And, my boyfriend has already implied that if I were to ever tell anyone that he hits me, he would kill me and my family. And I have no doubts that he could.
So, let's start another year at this hellhole of a school.
