Gay Disaster

Bi the way......

Now that little me is out of the way, let's talk about when I thought I was bisexual. Emphasis on THOUGHT. Around the middle of fourth grade, I had started to develop feelings for my best friend. Let's call her Eva. My best friend and I did everything together, and we just fit together like a puzzle. I knew I had a crush on her, but I also had a slight crush on a boy. Let's call him Jay. Later that day in the library, I looked up, "what does it mean if I like boys and girls?"

The word "Bisexual" showed up, and my identity changed. My childhood friend, whom I told everything, was the first person I told. Let's call them Larry. They began to slowly drift away. They wouldn't hug me or have sleepovers with me any more. So finally, I worked up the courage to ask them why. They said that they were afraid I would make a move on them.

I honestly told them that I had absolutely no feelings toward them, and we were back on the track of our ultimate friendship.

Next, I wanted to tell my mother. She always told me I could tell her everything. So the next day, I said, "Mami, I think I'm bisexual."

"Are you sure?", was her response. following that question was a bunch of others, who do you like that is a girl, why don't you think about it, you're too young to know. I started crying because all I wanted for her to be was be happy for me. For a while, she said I couldn't have sleepovers with girls. That was until I finally lied and said I was straight.

Little did I know, that little bi mess of a girl I was would evolve into something more. Something proud. Something that would throw the world around me into chaos.

[A/N Sorry that this chapter was so small]