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CHAPTER 1: First Day Of The Rest Of My Life
Why can’t life be easy? Why does it have to be so hard? These are the questions I find myself asking. Why can’t life be like when we are little, When your biggest worry was your mom catching you playing ball in the house or feeding your vegetables to the dog? I didn’t choose to be different, but here I am different. You know what, that is fine with me, different is always better then the same. When you are little and go shopping for clothes you always want to wear something that no one else is wearing because that makes you special, so why clothes and not sex? So I am a guy and I like guys, so what, why do you have to make such a big deal about it? It isn’t like I am doing it in front of you.
Every moring before I get out of bed I ask myself these questions. I never have any answers. I came out, so I could be happy and free, but now I have never felt so confined and miserable. I have opened the door to all my secrets, but one. Could it be possible that one secret could keep me trapped for ever or will I find away around it, like a trap door. But I can’t worry about this now got to get out of bed, school will not wait forever. Today the first day of the rest of my life,and so it begins.
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