Day 1. (intro about my life)
Damn... I it's been nearly 2 years and I need to tell someone. But what if they react badly? If they don't look at me in the same way? Or worst... If they dont talk to me again?
Getting out of the closet when you are a 15 year old is not really easy, and living where I leave, and going to the school I go it's eaven worst! You can't eaven blink your eye without being insulted. But thank god I found open minded people and I'm lucky to be able to call them my best friends.
When I am with them I feel good, because they have the same problems as me with their parents except for Sophie... She is the happiest person in the world.
We have Melissa Jones: her parents are divorced and both (with their respective families) hate her. Then Scout Woods: when she was in her old school in Mexico she was bullied and her mom hates her. And then there is me: Dymon Hayes, bullied since the age of 5, gay and hated by my entire family.
Since I moved to San Antonio, Texas, three years ago I started feeling strange... I saw people in a very different way and I didn't understand why. Then, with the time I understood that I wasn't the same. That I was gay but I promised myself that it would be always kept for mayself... That I would never tell anyone. But such a big secret isn't easy to hide. You feel like you will explode if you don't say it, but in this town it's imposible to survive being original.
