Tell me , Stellar

Tell me , Stellar

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WpMetadataNoticeÚltima publicación mar, jul 9, 2024
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I'm not a writer nor a storyteller but I want to tell my story while I can. Hi... I'm Stellar or some people call me "Stell." Yung name ko na "Stellar" it is from a star; Si Mama kasi mahilig siya sa astrology before and dahil baby girl ako pinangalan niya ako sa Stellar na star which means "like a star". I met a boy who is weird and an introvert. I remembered, way back in high school ko siya nakilala "Uy! bagong transfer ka?" I asked the boy who was seated under the tree while reading a book. I am extrovert, of course I am cheerful and friendly. "Hi! I am Stellar." As I said. I stretch my hand aiming for a shake hands. "Stop bothering me, I am reading a book." He replied. "So rude." I spoke. I hate him at first because the first meeting isn't that good though but, in the end because of my patience and consistency we became friends... as I know him, I realized we were in the same boat, which led us to understand each other, more secrets been told as we both dig the past we been through. I didn't tell him my secret, which I regretted. Want to know my secret? The secret that destroyed the friendship of that boy and me... which I regretted for not telling him the secret that maybe change the way of life. I want to tell him, but I didn't. I hope he forgives me. Smile*
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"Congrats!".and he smile. I smile back as my reply to him. 4 hours to go before the ceremony, I can wait. He gentle put the face powder in my face, I feel the softness of his hand while he put the make up in my face. If you not seeing him you not recognize, that he is a man. yes he is a man to be exact he is a gay. "Dear close your eyes" I slowly close my eyes and feel the brush that moving upper in my eyes under my eyebrow. I remember the old days since I am freshmen from college, its like yesterday. Everything is first time from me. They say that highschool life is unforgettable part of being a student but for me, college life is a memorable part of being a student, because the freedom that I experience, being independent,  I also learn to socialize,  learning my own abilities and to have boyfriends. I remember when I have my first crush, I not claiming that he is my first love but I admire him more. I don't know why all of  boys in our campus , he is the one I choose,  he is the one catch my attention. I don't know, but this my story start.

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