Gay. The word has different definitions. One meaning to feel overjoyed or just happy. The other definition, well we all know the definition. Well I wish to say that the first definition described me. But sadly I wasn't truly happy, but I'm always happy when I'm with that one person. Who's a girl, a straight girl actually. But even worst my best friend, best friend for seven years. Now back to the definitions. I'm not 'gay' as in happy but I am gay as in lesbian. Yeah, I like girls. You think being gay you still have an easy life? No not at all. People constantly judging you calling you names such as : dyke, sinner, devil-worshiper. And so on, but even my own family doesn't see me the same. Well my brothers do, the only ones who accepted me. Enough small talk. Lets begin my story.
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