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Dan, 12 years old

"Dan! Come to the treehouse, quick!" I hear Phil say in a frantic voice over my walkie talkie. It's 12 am, why would Phil be there?

I press the button.
"Why?" I say quietly so I don't wake anyone.
"I need to talk to you about something." Phil says.
"Okay."

I slip out of bed and put on a jacket. Phil was acting strange all day really. I wonder if something happened.

I climb the ladder to the small treehouse, and Phil is sitting inside.

"Phil what's wrong?" I ask. He jumps, as if I scared him.

"Something happened today and I'm not allowed to talk about it but I need to tell you." Phil says.

"Oh no what happened? Was it Ethan and his friends again?" I ask.
"No- well.. yes. Just Ethan." Phil says.

"What did he do?" I ask.
"H-he kissed me." Phil says quietly.
"What!?"

"Yeah." Phil says, almost ashamed.
"My bully was my first kiss." Phil says sadly.

"Oh no! Why would he do that?" I ask.
"I have no idea. He pushed me into a wall and punched me, then he said that he hated me, then he kissed me. After he pulled away he looked really scared and ran away." Phil explains.

"Was it weird?" I ask.
"That's the part I dont like most. It felt right, but bad. I think it felt right because it was a boy, and bad because it was Ethan." Phil whispers.

"Does that mean you're-"
"I don't know! I'm so scared Dan I asked my mom about gay people months ago and she said they were bad and should be illegal!" Phil says, voice breaking.

"But that isn't true!" I say.
"I know it isn't because it just doesn't make sense! I think I'm gay and my parents will hate me." Phil says.

"I'm sorry. Thats terrible. I can't believe your mum said that." I say.
"I know right. What do I even do?" He asks.

"Well until you're sure just don't say anything about it." I tell him.
"Okay. Please please please don't tell anyone at school about this. It will just get worse, plus Ethan told me I was dead if I told anyone." Phil says.

"Your secret is safe with me. Let's go back to bed now, okay? Just sleep off all your worry." I tell him.

"Alright."
We climb down and I give him a hug before we head back inside.

It takes me a while to fall asleep after this. Phil is possibly gay, and his parents won't support him if he is. What are we going to do?

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