So, I got this idea from a movie called, "The Miseducation of Cameron Post," and well Idk what the heck it is, but I get obsessed with anything I like, Idk if it's my BPD, or whatever, but anyways, I loved that movie so much, (against my will [because of weird obsessions]), that I decided to recreate that, but different so I'm not strange. But first off, the ending... was plain horrible, it's like the cliffhanger that's on a cliffhanger! So I decided to also make sure the ending doesn't make me go insane. Umm, another thing, if you haven't noticed, I make stories, especially the ABDL and other themes, so that I can enjoy and feel like it's my life, because I get so depressed about not living a "normal life."
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Anyways, please enjoy, a story about a girl named Alyssa Kate, who one day, get's a strange attraction towards girls, after a couple of weeks, she gets more and more into it, until one mistake, and she gets caught by her own best friend, Jocelyn Nites.
The next day, her mom finds out, and argues with her, thinking her child isn't normal, so she sends Alyssa to a camp called "Camp True," where she must try to fix her urges.
Will she follow their teachings, or will she neglect all she's learned from the past and future?
Also sorry but BECAUSE MY STORIES KEEP GETTING BANNED, I have to rate this story mature. No I'm not mad at Wattpad or anyone else, I'm mad at myself for letting this happen.
Ages 14+ (lesbian concepts and some profanity)
This is not your everyday love story, okay? It's not a chick flick either. The events and themes within my pages have meaning, depth, truth-and most of all, reality. You are about to be taken on an adventure about a girl who's life is not like everybody else's.
I look like a normal teen girl, I mean, I have hair and two eyes and two hands and feet like everybody else, but I couldn't feel more different. I have two moms, yes. Let's just get that out there before you start reading and close my diary like everyone in my life has shut me out of theirs. All I want is a normal life with normal friends who don't judge me because of my home situation. I don't even remember the last time I went on a sleepover or called somebody my age.
I don't mean to be a downer, because it does get better. Life gets better. Struggles are only temporary, I know that now. And by my last words reach your eyes, I've come a long way, and have grown to see potential in myself.
I'm sharing this with you because I want to make a difference. I know now that I'm not the only one in the world that feels alone. I've been there, done that, and there's more loneliness to come, but for now, I feel more prepared for it. I know how it feels to sit by yourself at lunch every day and how it feels to watch others go to prom with dates and feel like shit because you don't think you'd even have any friends to go with. Please ready my diary. I am much older now, and much more wiser, and I can't wait for you to realize the potential in yourself, too.