You are not alone

Lara

Lara's P.O.V.

I looked at my crush one more time, before I did this. I knew what I was, and to me it was very obvious. I had come out to a few of my friends, but in no means was I out to the school. I was actually surprised that so few people knew, considering how fast news travels. Of course I wasn't really news, no one really noticed me at school but I was ok with that.

I figured that if I was coming out to my parents, then I could come out at school, it's not like I had much to lose anyways. I decided I would come out at lunch, that would be the best way to let people know. I told my friends my plan, and they encouraged me. Soon enough, lunch came around. I waited until about the middle of lunch before standing up on my lunch table.

"Can I have your attention please?" I yelled, and people didn't get much quieter.

"Yo! Shut up and listen to her!" My friend Samantha yelled to get them quiet.

"Thank you Sammy. I have an announcement! Closet life is not easy, and it's no place to live long time, so I'm coming out of the closet to all of you. I'm a lesbian!" I shouted with relief, it didn't matter if they accepted me or not, I just wanted to be out to someone.

The lunch room was completely silent, as I sat back down. Once I was seated, People started their conversations again.

"That was interesting." Samantha said, once I was sitting.

"Go big or go home." I replied.

"In this case you're doing both. Do you have to leave school?"

"Once I get kicked out, I'm going to have to get a job, and I won't be able to finish school."

"You don't know you'll get kicked out, not for sure."

"Ok, well if I don't I'll let you know."

We talked until the lunch bell rang, and I went to the rest of my classes. School was over, and I went home to face the hardest thing I would ever do.

I walked inside, and saw my parents in the front room. I walked over to them, and I was ready to just spit it out, and get it over with. I walked up to the couch they were sitting on.

"Mom, dad? I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead, we'll listen." My mom kindly said.

"I'm just going to come out and say it, I'm a lesbian." After I said it, I realized I probably could've sugarcoated it a little.

"You're a lesbian?" My mom asked.

"You mean you like girls? But you're a girl. you're supposed to like guys." My dad said.

"I can like girls, just like how you like girls dad."

"No, you need to like boys, it's what's right."

"This feels right, it's natural."

"It's not, you like boys, it's what you should do."

"I don't like boys, I like girls and you can't do anything."

"I can kick you out."

"There it is."

"If I kick you out, you'll realize that this isn't how you feel."

"No, I'll just be one more LGBT+ youth on the streets."

"We don't want you in This house if you are going to be with other girls."

"I don't want to be here if you can't accept your own daughter."

"Are you saying we're bad parents?"

"I wasn't exactly, but now I am. If you kick me out you're bad parents."

"We failed as parents, if you're a lesbian, so just go.

I started walking towards the door, and turned around towards them as I stepped backwards.

"By the way, me being lesbian doesn't mean you failed as parents, you kicking me out means you failed." With that, I opened the door and walked out.

I walked down the front walk of our house, and I was ready to go. I was ready to be around people that I know will accept me. That's all we're really looking for, is acceptance.

I walked down the street I used to live on, it didn't mean anything to me anymore accept memories, and the past. I was ready to go on to better things. I walked towards the setting sun, and waited for the next day, a day where I would never hide in the closet, and a day where a closet would just be for clothes again.