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Hi, I'm Newton, or for short, Newt. I'm a seventeen old ordinary girl, who spends way too many hours behind a screen like an ordinary teenager. And from little, I could tell I was a little bit, dysfuctional, as most people would say. From little, I had this thing for girls, though at the time I didn't know what it was.

It all started when I made my first friend. She was pretty; A quite attractive girl even for a 7 year old. To not mumble much, we introduced ourselves and talked until the nightfall, and after that we spent more and more time together and at the same time, my interest in girls would get higher as I kept staring at the girls who played football in the square. However the time arrived that I blew off the entire thing. Why? Because in the sudden when she, (let's call the blond girl "Dani") smiled at me, I let my guard down and kissed her.

I didn't know that her reaction would be to slap me and ran away.

Ever since I burried my nature under my skin and only ever dated boys though the rs lasted for a couple of days. That was until I met a girl, named O, from facebook. At first I was in denial, but, she won me over. My christian family kept me alerted that gay was a sin, but i wouldn't care, because I had her. And i was proud. My family never knew about her, nor I ever plan on telling them. They wouldn't understand either way.

We are now one year together, and my only message to you is, be yourself. Don't hide. Because if you don't like yourself, if you don't feel comfortable under your skin, if you don't forgive yourself, no one will. Just be proud like me, a seventeen year old, bisexual girl. And learn that I am proud for whoever managed to get out of their closet.