My family is great. An awesome mom who works as a construction worker, possibly one of the strongest women I've ever met. An extraordinary dad who works in a law firm but still makes plenty of time to see his wife and kids. A high school football star older brother that is a huge softy. And a younger brother who seems to beam absolute joy into each of our lives.
I couldn't be any more grateful. We are a tight-knit family. No secrets between any of us. Or, at least, that's how it was before my own secret developed. A secret that is so huge, I'm afraid of what their reaction would be.
I've run the scenarios through my head so many times already. There's seems to be an endless amount. Some results are good, some are bad. Others are worse. But all end the same way. With the looks of utter disgust and confusion, with a hint of sadness and pity. I'm afraid of those looks.
You're probably wondering what this huge secret is. Right? That's the reason you're still here, right? Well, it's my secret to know. Just like this is my story. My story of how I found my best friend. How I found that the truth is one of the harshest but best experiences that could ever happen. And how I found that love is a beautiful, ugly feeling.
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Suffocation
Teen FictionSuffocating. That's what the last 4 years have felt like to me. An endless void that seems to take my very breath away. A brick sitting on my chest, slowly developing more and more weight. No one seems to notice. But then again, who would? I ow...
