Everyone thinks money is the source of happiness. In some ways it is. Overall, my parents aren't bad people. They're what some people would call "old fashioned". They believe in God and marriage before sex and children. A man and a woman. Not a woman and a woman or a man and a man. I am not like my parents in that way. Growing up as a little girl, I was close with my parents. I loved going to church with them and I was attached to their hips twenty four seven. It wasn't until I was twelve and I developed my first crush. Her name was Penny and I thought she was absolutely beautiful. I was excited, I wanted to get her flowers so I told my mom. Biggest mistake I ever made. I made my parents believe it was just a stage and thankfully, they believed me. They believe me to this day that I like boys. Truth is, I don't like boys. I like girls. Knowing my parents won't ever accept me for who I am, I make myself out to be who they want me to be. My parents love Carlos. He's my bestfriend and they also believe he's my boyfriend. You see,  Carlos's parents have the same beliefs as I my parents. In their eyes, we are together when in reality we're not. Carlos and I are both gay and on the weekends we get away, we can truly be ourselves.
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