A strange new start. It's weird, not being woken up by my rather loud sister anymore. She and her early morning routines never allowed me the sweet sleep I desired. Then again, she was an excited teenager, and I could not blame her for that. What I did blame her for, however, is the seemingly endless amount of teasing that started when she got a boyfriend.
"Hey, stud, when are you going to get yourself a girlfriend?"
I always chuckled in response. She got rather confused, but then again, I knew things she didn't.
She was right, I would not return with a girl at my arms anytime soon, no. Not because I doubt my romantic capabilities, but rather because I am unsure about something else... my sexual orientation, if I must confess.
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Jonathan Benjamin Jarled
Short StoryHis own story. Work in progress, and far from amazing.
