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Tear-stained cheeks, my mascara was now an ugly smudge after being ruined with all the crying I had been doing for the past hour. I could not recognize myself as I looked through the mirror. The more I stared at myself the more the tears. I could hear them in the next room. Their moans enraged me and made me feel like throwing up. I retched but nothing came out. 

Disgust is what I felt.


My life had turned out to be a chaotic mess and I wondered what I had done to deserve all that. I was a good person or so I believed.

I smiled through the pain and thought to myself that everything was going to be okay. I did not believe that myself but I had to tell myself to keep going or I would be stuck in a loop with my past trying to set myself free...

DAWN.

Growing up we are meant to believe certain things have to be a certain way. We are taught that some things are a sin. Growing up I never knew there was something like being attracted to the opposite gender. Yes I had heard about lesbianism when I was in tenth grade . I did not know what it meant and as I grew older I understood. Sexuality was a choice,society made us believe that you were supposed to be born go to school, graduate ,get married and start a family . Life was more than those things . The society made it look like someone was not supposed to be attracted to the opposite gender. Why not let people choose who they are attracted to without putting a label to it and judging them?Why can't someone two people of the same gender holding hands and be happy that they found love without making them feel bad about it?


33.Choice