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+ 1	comeing out part 3
+ 3	What You Have Done To Me.
+ 4	comeing out part 2
+ 7	Comeing Out part 1
+ 5	A lost Innocence

           We both know we were different from most people out age but we didn’t know how different we were or why we were so different. I often felt like a freak, a social outcast. When me and my friends we talking to the school playground all they used to talk about was boys, boys and more boys, who they thought was “fit” that week, and boasting about who they had got in with and how far they had gone with a boy. I had no interest in their conversation as I had never fancied a guy or even looked at a guy in that way. My friends used to ask me what guy I fancied and never used to believe me when I said I didn’t fancy any of the guys at all, they used to joke around and call me queer, lezzy girl and other stuff, they never saw my confusion or how much it upset me.

               

            It was when a gay speaker came into school, talking to us about being gay and other things like sexual health. Everyone in the room was laughing and joking around and taking the mick out of the poor guy but some of the things he said suddenly made sense to me. I was starting to realise why when my friends were checking out guys I found I had no interest what so ever in the guy and why I was drawn to women and felt an attraction to them. After the lesson I packed my bag really slowly letting everyone else file out of the room, the speaker who had come in, whose name was Billy, was a the front of the room still and he looked up at me and asked “are you ok?” I gave a mumbled and pathetic reply of “uhhh yea I just wanna have a quick word with you if that’s ok?” Billy sat on the edge of the table next to me and asked what I had on my mind, I don’t know why I told this complete stranger but I did, I guess I was hopeing he would be able to help since he himself was gay.

               

             “I… I think I’m gay” was my stammered reply, I told him about my attraction to women, and being completely un-attracted to guys, and about how I felt like a social outcast, I talked on and on for at least five minutes in which time he was nodding and listening politely. When I had finished spilling all my secrets to this stranger he made a phone call to a lady called Harley, who runs a youth club for LGBT teenagers, he told me the next youth club night was the following Wednesday, and so that was it my new life started then.

              

            Wednesday came round and I was so nervous, I didn’t think I would actually go through with it and go to the youth club, but I did and I met the most amazing group of people, they were all so welcoming and friendly.

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