I Walk Home with a big goofy smile on my face. As i sit on my bed thinking about the sweet sweet taste of johnnys lips it hits me. I kissed a boy.
I kissed a boy.
what!!!!
the realization sets in. I am not gay. Why did I have such strong emotions for one mere boy and suddenly, they are gone? My father did not raise me to be a fa-
I sit in bed hugging my zendaya body pillow. I should not have kissed johnny. It was a mistake. I am not gay. Gay people are weird and gross. I will not allow myself to be transformed by pop culture into a shallow minded boy kissing queer.
I knew what had to be done.
I threw away my minecraft boxers and vowed to myself I would never talk to Johnny again.
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