Everything was perfect. I was happy, I had a girlfriend, I had friends. Then one day I got confused. I kept telling myself, that it wasn't right. But I couldn't control it. I knew, I wasn't straight. That was when my life started changing. My parents were fine with it. They told me: "Don't worry, Lucas. We'll love you no matter who you love." I told my girlfriend... I thought, she could take it, but she was disgusted. She told everyone, and the day after when I walked down the school hallway, I could feel everyone staring at me. They were all talking about me. I heard someone yell "faggot!", but I had to ignore it.
People got over it, but my friends didn't come back. Now I'm the quiet one. Always sitting quietly in the back of the classroom.