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Last published Thu, Mar 17, 2016
Hello, my name is Elijah. When I was little I never really thought that I was different. I always thought that I was a ordinary little boy with an ordinary life. That was until some things happened. My life was changed forever and I have to just suck it up. Many years after my life changing experiences I found myself finally comfortable with dating in middle school but I was also in a deep depression. I soon realized something in 7th grade though... I didn't just like girls and I would soon find out that liking the same sex is not acceptable.
**This is my first story on here, I hope you like it and I'm sorry if it's too dark and depressing!**
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