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Diary of a lesbian
teen
Miriam SE
Madrid (Spain)
in June 2012
FOREWORD
Hi, I present my first novella of lowquality,and Imlearning and what better way
to learn than by doing. Despite what some gossips said that the practice does not
make perfect, many others got a kick to the bad language.

So do not expect an extraordinary story or the story of the year, but an
entertaining story of love , under the thought of a teenagegirl,quickly and easily
read. If you expect more than your expectations then I have exceeded my job
writing this, but I know that I have not done I can rest easy and safe to say that I
wrote a short novel, without any complication to entertain in the style of the film
Saturdayafternoon,although not find any kidnapping, but the quality standard is
similar tothem.

Without further ado thank you re reading this on line or that you have
downloaded to your e Book. Thank you very much.

Dedication

(Dedicated to my questions and yours.

Sometimeswe think that something happens only to us,
that we just had a bad and do a world ofeverything."If

youre a lesbian teen,
I feel identified with the doubts, a girl a little shy at times,
and he is afraid of rejection.

If youre a lesbian teenager, you may find it entertaining,
you can even understand some things, or take away a wrong view on the subject,
but first of all put yourself in the shoes of another person and entertain.Any

resemblance to reality is pure coincidence; D

Good luck andfunny!)


Chapter 1 Everything
has a beginning

Finally,I left school, high school I found it very difficult up, so I point to a course to do
during the year. In my school I had many friends, had gone for various reasons and the only
ones I had were two friends, Lulu, and Martha. Lulu was a little donkey, but it was pestle and,
of course, a good friend if needed, Marta was a tad more posh, but it was a good person.
Maintained little contact with them, sometimes phoned and talked a little of everything, but
never had told me a homosexual, yes, I am a lesbian, but did not know if they, being girls, I
was going to keep looking the same when I told it was.

really do not know if I hate to tell propose is one of the things that scares me the world, ever,
ever in life, have spoken on the issue of homosexuality, not thinking about it, do you think
wrong, that you please, or even react calmly or violently, Id rather not risk it.

My relationship with my father, even though I love him, my father, is part of my life and my
family is a relationship movie, is a mere formality, I have never heard of it.
On my mother, sometimes I get the laugh, and sometimes I feel sorry for how he knew, one
day, then I was single, and had to ask my mother to stay and sleep in her house, she did not
know she was gay so the stay at home, as friends never was no problem, but at the time
that it takes years, not have a boyfriend, and tell you that condom use, I suppose, thinking
that if you have a boyfriend youre one of those throw everything that moves, not the truth,
the fact is that one day my friend was left in my house, my parents were out for a drink, well,
a few hours alone. Typically, has been duped on the couch while watching a movie and my
mother came, she was looking at us, and left without saying a word. The next morning, I
wonder alone, if he was gay, and told me to beware of sexually transmitted diseases, not if it is
a topic, or that, having to talk about it, it is important, but I think is one who has to know if
the other, or you, you are sick and take the proper precautions, I say.
Finally, my sister, much more tolerant than I thought at first, since not, is my sister, and
sometimes just because it is a closer relationship scared me a bad reaction, but, although not
at first accepted at all, with the passage of time and not feel uncomfortable with my
relationships.

Chapter 2 Child Care

workshop dining

And so ends the family currently subject, the course the point I was a Workshop for Child
Care room is not what I like, and my vocation child, but it was what had seats and free, for a
student with no money, was the most acceptable at the time.

Once there was a girl in class that looked very much Lulu, in high school, and commented
that this girl might be a lesbian, I thought to myself well, so I can see how they react, and
said they had no problem with it outside but it was uncomfortable to look at her, well, that I
solved a lot, many people will of, I respect, I have gay friends, but what about lesbians?

There is, also, that girl was not a friend, or Lulu, or Martha, or mine, then that can not be a
reaction friend, the fear that looking at me wrong, alejasen me, and not just run out of them,
who are my friends, if not, let them tell the class, or someone, or just someone to listen, its I
was afraid, and if I get some kind of insult or something for it, no, preferring to pass the
subject.

spoke with them rather carefully, if I released any comments telling me a little iffy, But you
say? and I rectified by changing the direction of the conversation, trying to put a somewhat
controversial issue was difficult, and scary.

So I left without saying them anything, they are my friends, but fear of losing is greater.
In my house was not going much better.

Lets start with my grandparents, are older, and another time, yes, but there are things that I
have no clear, because many of their famous favorites are gay, and nothing happens, and if
someone close, things change. In my family were raised after a close relative who was gay, he
finally spoke and did not rule out anything good or bad, but then you could hear comments
like yuck or even you bitches, what sluts that ? By kissing in public, it is there to people
who are fares little lever on the day of pride, but we should not generalize, and less poorly,
perhaps never understand the mindset of people more on this topic.

The other thing was my parents What if you found out?

The workshop was not bad, we took coordination, organization, development of children, and
things of educational communication, simple, well, it was not difficult, and I will provide
future employment at some point, or I hope so.

About peers, had a bit of everything, the first days did not speak with anyone, I am not talking
to everyone, I prefer to be more to my roll, and began to discern that groups were created, I
suppose, as in all centers with varied people.

I started talking to a couple of girls, Sonia and Ana, very pestles, both with two completely
different styles, a style was neighborhood and the other was more freak, yes, it is ironic
that I myself go by labeling people when Im scared that I labeled as lesbian, but is to give
you an idea of his nature.
The two looked very good people, and at least during the course we would be kind friends at
least.

Besides my family, Lulu, Martha, and now Sonia and Ana, I have more friends, I am as
antisocial as it might seem from the outside, my friends are very liberal among them are the
odd homosexual and bisexual orientation you can enter perfectly into our group of friends.

I did not know if any of my friends had left the closet a time, between us all was clear and
therefore never had to come out. There were some friends who had some pen and that
made me wonder what their parents think of them, I finally said and done I never would
have noticed and why it could hide a lifetime, but I really wanted to hide all life? Be thinking
my words carefully before any conversation that goes unnoticed, if we touch a sensitive topic,
no, maybe this world was still too complicated for me.
Weeks passed, and I was getting along with Sonia and Ana, in short, we had to do every day,
I lost contact with Martha, the name and I picked up the phone and even send him a message
congratulating her birthday, but she congratulated me mine, never heard back, I figured that
was too busy with her life to give me some time, and thats how the days passed, and quit to
continue a friendship of one, me and the mobile screen, I never responded.

Episode 3 My
girlfriend left me

A I often wonder how Martha would react to my staging, surely he would take me, given
your comments tolerant of unfamiliar and hesitant to those that had never talked about
having no friends homo and whenever I saw a guy with a pen or that she thought he was
gay simply said that this is half a fag are not you? is not a question whether this is good or
bad, or that sort of thing you passed through her mind after that question. I truly and deeply
sorry I ever think she would understand, surely away from my I even I would look weird.

It is a shame the people away from you, not just because if people away from you for any
reason, it seems that there are plenty of friends and can throw some away, by the type of
music they hear, by the way they dress, culture and of course the sexual condition.

People prejudices abound and lacks evaluation.

had many things to do during the week and weekends were spent hanging out with my
partner, on weekdays with Ana and Sonia, sometimes called Lulu to see just how she was
doing, and usually in high school she was a little stressed, never had patience. I
remember a time when the institute that Lulu and I were inseparable and went to all the sites
together, and I remember very well because we were on hand in then someone gave a
commentary on look these are lesbians and we let go right away, do not remember much
more, my memory is crap, I never gave importance to this fact, at that time can not
remember if he knew of my status as homosexual .

Being a lesbian Is it born or made? That typical question, right?

I think lesbianism is something that you see throughout your life when you learn to know
what you like or attracts, sometimes before and sometimes is seen later, but since then a thing
is certain, if youre a lesbian does not like going to stop women and certainly never, is not a
disease, Ive always been amused by such thinking.

recently heard on television and had a book that said cure homosexuality, please stop
duping people insecure and intolerant parents. Much I hate the position of the scammers who
say it is a disease and can cure, and people itchy and I think, clear that if you live in a
country which is punishable by law, nothing too intolerable, not, I guess not bear to live in a
place, or well, maybe my way of thinking, it is even quite likely that my thinking was
different.

Chapter 4 The
Having

Bridegirlfriend I never meant much trouble, not that it is a beauty, but I manage well
throughout my young life I have had several girlfriends some more butch than others, I guess
depending on what look at the time of my life, having a girlfriend is a little weird, you can
walk through the center of the hand, getting caresses, and anything that a typical couple can
do for the street, but if you leave the city center, not, people look at you weird, or even try to
stop looking at you, So rare is it?

sure that people who are on the periphery has also been at the center once and seen couples
getting cuddles, why in a well and in the other wrong? I do not understand, it seems that only
talk about things that do not understand.

In my neighborhood I could not walk with my girlfriend, I had to walk with my friend,
until you looked a little scared straight meet with a group of people who stay you watching.
Especially because live in a suburban area raised by prejudice and intolerance. Of these groups
of people, call them something that breed in the old way that only they have to live in the
countryside, and no, do not mess with rural people, its just a saying, because there are people
far field more tolerant to certain types of individuals.

For my part, despite having a girlfriend my love goes in spurts, sometimes I am more
affectionate than others, many days Im too discouraged to give some love to my girlfriend, so
in these cases I love best of it.

She was the opposite to me, always optimistic desire to conquer the world, always had lots of
ideas and projects for the future, had many interesting activities, going to all events for
anything curious that he liked and ultimately kept quiet, I think that I loved her, that girl is
needed which set me on my monotonous life and take me to his, needed someone to distract
me fifty thousand things. His optimism is so contagious.

Was going out with her for two months now and we had not even slept with it was different is
that kind of person that you know that you have enough time on your side you do not mind
waiting a million years not, perhaps it is a romantic.

not to wait for nothing, she said not ready yet, but I tell her it was so livable that could hardly
discuss and pass knew when it would be even so special to me that he had explored this
terrain before.

It was and is everything to me, but sometimes its so frustrating suppress yourself before
others, go home and not being able to spend all day hugging her, perhaps she thought about it
like me, no, do not talk ever come out with families, I thought I had it, but what about her?

Chapter 5 The
Family

I know how my family was, but his , no, his parents were divorced, and in any case at most it
would have to tell people to live with her, her mother and older brother, I saw her mother
sympathetic, but neither knew both, his brother, however, have enough pint of homophobic,
not that kind of people who think that when they leave the party they will almost certainly
drug in polygons with friends playing music in the parking lot, and not much respected
others, and could even be said that neither himself.

Still, it was the one to get into your life, let alone decide when I had to tell his family, I, for
one still had my doubts on coming out.

The world was increasingly looking like a worse place, thank goodness she was by my side to
my times of downturn, you may have a problem why be sad if I had any real problems? But
it was inevitable something inside me made me grieve in solitude, not company could not
afford to look weak in the company of no one, not

me.Perhaps the failure to come out was killing me inside? The thoughts that flooded my head
in class with my new friends were persistent, but the fear was always greater, this fear that
always haunts me, and you may at some point can escape from it, but some people do not
understand , Why did not realize that sometimes the world is more cruel than that? That fear
of rejection is still there, and very fashion modern and Vintage that has become
worldwide.

Perhaps all this is that my neighborhood is old fashioned and I do not want to be seen just I
am, in my neighborhood and I feel out of it free, well, me.

In Internet also could be me, because the Internet is like a curtain that makes you be real and
yet not, is rare, it is like youre there, I may even exist at some point, a close acquaintance see
your profile on any social network, but it was something different. Online at preferences
Homosexual environment forums, of course with girlfriend thought to be making friends,
no ligoteos, although the sea had cute girls.

Going out for me was something lacking, never out, I mean a place of atmosphere, going out
for drinks or dinner, yes, but never to a bar or nightclub environment, and my beloved
girlfriend insisted she often went out, I really I have some prejudices on these premises, I
know my girlfriend is a virgin, and loves me dearly, but going out to bars of this type makes
me wonder if at some point has been bundled with some, though because trusted her, I think
in those sites drink a lot and there are many out there.

And I know when I was in the same condition should not think so, but I is inevitable, and no,
not the typical cliches of homosexuals, is only a mild distrust.

But it had to happen someday, and eventually my beloved muse of life I crawl into crooked.

had been crooked before, in pride, but never in any local environment.

was a den, black light, lights pachangueo epileptic and music and dance.

Chapter 6 In the
night

really did not know if she was ready, very clearly, Im not homophobic, I like the people of the
same sex, would be absurd, if someone think Im homophobic, but , my mind sometimes
plays tricks on me, like everyone, I guess.

Of course, when you love someone, and think that not doing the right thing, you have to tell
him utterly, and that you take the right path for you right track, although he or she is not the
same concept, something we tend to be selfish in that aspect of life, though, as far as
relationships are concerned, we are bound to be, we leave our most primitive instincts , our
hidden feelings and do things you never imagined.

Still, I love my muse, my vital energy, but there are things I can not tolerate.

places always seem something different at night, luckily it was a bit hostile , at least for my
sexual orientation or that was the feeling that gave me. Of course, as on all sides, at night,
theres always the odd drunk or playing drunk face. We entered the store, she and I alone, but
there began to find plenty of friends, knew almost all local, something that made me very
funny.Will I am very jealous?

Surely not, any mope, a bit, especially because I did not know anything, and seemed to be all
close friends of my girlfriend. To me it was quite suspicious that my girlfriend as well carry
with them, something I did not like, I smiled, and put a good face, but knew that sooner or
later explode. When one of her friends greeted her with a spike in the mouth, and hold no
more, I knew that was not my site, and neither the music nor the environment just to
convince me, though, was the first time I went , all of which might be uncomfortable about
the situation that is living, I would not peaking my friends or friends, your friends are given a
pat on the back, a hug if they are sad, and at most two kisses to greet .

I take her to a corner, away from the tide of friends and started to argue, was the first time I
argued with her about something serious, I said clearly what he thought of that position so
liberal with her friends . After discussion in which the shield were his friends, and I was very
jealous, we went home, leave it in the door of his house and entered her very angry.

After several hours without knowing she called. He seemed sad and angry, said he had done
something he regretted, I thought the worst, after all he had seen, but no, I got the horns.

And I began to explain what he had done.

Chapter 7
Confession

Perhaps the thought I had horns as the worst were a bit silly on my part, there could be
worse, like they had taken a bottle of pills or

something. Finally,she , she told her mother and brother, gathered everyone in the room.

He told me, sobbing, her brother was quite disgusted, looking bad, she thought she would not
talk. And his mother began to mourn wondering aloud that he had done wrong, he looked
away as not to cross it with the eyes of his daughter.

An overreaction on the part of both in my opinion.

She in turn was to mourn, given the reaction, I find it quite normal that the phone call telling
me what had happened.

After the match yesterday, and a long conversation Shifted fight today, because she missed
my fault all their problems, having insinuated tell her family repeatedly told me she hated me,
and several niceties that do not like to hear from anyone. Of course I had encouraged her, but
yesterday sure was not the best time given encouragement, and perhaps it will raise your
family in a rough manner, and negative attitude.

It could also be because they had responded simply do not understand the condition of his
daughter.

His mother decided to move in with her new boyfriend, she was a little strange that every few
months had a new boyfriend, who she says was passionately in love, and was the love of his
life, able to leave everything by the lord of duty that he had set before, I think he was afraid,
not afraid to confess his daughter, fear of being alone, a woman somewhat older, perhaps
more than thirty-something, with two children to charge, with a mediocre job, but gave him
to live, I just thought to find her prince charming, it was nice in some way, but thought
someone else.

After the confession of his daughter decided to go with him, and his children to live in another
province, to which I could not access without money to get there.

So there would be no remedy.

With the unique ability to talk on the phone and not wanting to talk again in a while, well,
ever had to happen. After hanging violently knew what was going on.

Chapter 8 Rupture

And finally after much discussion we broke up, a mixture of feelings flourished between
disgust, anger, sadness, well weve all been through a breakup and we know what it is, even
people who has gone through many breakups are not just used to it. In part, I was glad he
had moved out of my life, took some time overwhelmed with so much love, and after him the
other night I could not see well, or be quiet when out partying.
In part I was glad that it might leave me, but on the other hand, did not want to leave,
although it was late and could not do anything to fix it by now.

So I decided to try to settle for having no one to me, is difficult to Initially, everyone knows
that we create a routine, and then it is difficult to break, even if they say they hate the routine
in which they live, then we miss all our love of childhood, our first love todoo , which I spent
with her, because as I said before was my muse.

I suppose most people know how I feel when nothing seems to go away, and that sorrow will
forever within you, that you will not want anyone, and you just miss the opportunity of your
life with that person, whom you loved so much, and you fucked it, that pleasure by which you
lived.

But I do not really screwed anything, just showed my opinion, when a couple disagrees on
something, the logical, normal, best for both, is to show your opinion I try to reach a
common solution. No one would blame me for it.

It is in these moments when you should be creative, write poems or songs, is not it sad when
you leave these things without realizing it?

In any case was not, am, anything creative so I went to super to buy all sorts of
choco-sweet-nasty, yes, I eat is not the solution, but it helps.

I always thought that nothing happens when you stay single, which is better, you do not have
to account to anyone.

But like everything when you have freedom sometimes you need affection, I could have
supported my almost nonexistent friends, but hey, things happen for a reason, right?
Although it is sometimes life just to fuck you, surely someone will say yes thats happened to
learn, you learn not to trust people, perhaps to rely more and be more caring or less cold in
some respects, but not, sometimes I think my heart is a stone which neither enters or leaves
any sense, is like giving a blow at first upset, but then goes and gives me an infinite
indifference.

But hey, people optimist says Now you can devote to your studies or your work, or things like
that, but I think Im a person who is given very poorly studied and urgently need a job, who
knows, the blow had hurt more than it appeared to out, I tried to keep it all, as always.

Some day Ill spend all day lying around doing nothing, without going to class, not talking to
anyone, from gigs to my home where I will have my coveted solitude, my solitude happy.
Or so wanted to believe.

Chapter 9 Alone

I stayed alone in my dark solitude of my world where my sweet routine was shattered. Sonia
stopped coming to class, had found work, I guess. So I just Lulu and Anna were increasingly
distanced me more than Lulu, but tried to stay with her from time to time to drink. And Anna
went out a lot with the other girls of the workshop, which I do not fall particularly well. The
downside of not telling them she was a lesbian was not able to share with them my trouble
after the break.

But, luckily, I had my other bunch of friends. We are always in the same place, at five in the
park, you did not call us, as it was common knowledge that if you went there youll find
someone. But, you see that was a long time without going because once there was no one,
least known, and if my panda I had warned of the change, it would be because he would
not be me. Sometimes we make the mistake I did, which is to neglect your friends by your
partner, something that you should never do.

I was quite wrong, Im pretty pessimistic, and after what had happened, as you know, my
girlfriend was happy of the two, and I did not know well how to be happy if you really did not
feel it. Yes, definitely I am pessimistic, and to something with two possibilities will choose
always the worst. I

guess, which are things that teaches you life, you with sticks, and fit them the best possible
way you think, therefore I am. So I miss but did not cry, may one day explode in an
unpredictable way, who knows.

At After I had left no friends, no family, no studies filled me, and although the family was
there, either felt the need to bother with my miseries absurd.

So, my days passed up going to class, no one to talk, which suited me well in part to focus,
and when he came home watched TV, listened to music, I lie down, and kept circling the head
that she was alone, trying to get him off but it was difficult. Yet I spent some days that it
almost seemed that everything was going well, in my home with my family, to the question
Is something wrong? Was as simple as saying nothing, I would ask around, my attitude
not left, it was still too cold for everyone.

continually thought I should vent to someone. Stop being so cold.

Chapter 10 Surprise

One day I sat in the doorway of my building, and a girl, who had a little pint of poligonera
usually poligoneros or party of clubs in the polygon has something of a reputation for
intolerant of certain things. I wonder if something happened to me, I answered no, not
bordemente, nor was the plan. She sat beside me and started saying come on, tell me, I
know, we do not know much but we live in the same building and I see continually.
That statement gave me a little afraid, are spying on me? I do not think, I answer, after a
long breath, she was alone, that my girlfriend had left me and my friends passed me. The
truth, hardly figured in as I said, after finishing the sentence I left thinking that he had said
girlfriend.
Do not worry, these things happen, said to be very comprehensive.
It is easy to say when you are at least friends, but I
Look we do one thing, you come with me for a drink and tell me everything,
Andbelieve it or not agreed, the truth is I never thought that a poligonera in my
neighborhood, and my own building was so pestle, the truth is that I had a great time with it,
if it had not appeared, do not know what would.
I would have stayed alone in the doorway crying, or who knows, I was not very good at
making friends, maybe if I get into any internet forum of a hobby that I like, or Im in for free
classes at the civic center of my community, as I said, no Im good at making friends, and not
the first time I see one , not because it is a bad person, generally tend to be too honest, some
call it edge soil have great friends, and often are friends with whom you lost touch, your
partner or friends. The girl was majsima and went running, it was not as intolerant as his
wardrobe fame you also lived in my same floor so it was easy to get to her. The truth is that
my relationship with my ex are those relationships that prefer to forget and to die in the past
while your trying to get on with your life as dignified as possible.

Before signing off I am going to recommend several things, if you break with your partner do
not despair and go about your life, never come back with an ex, because your brain tends to
make things good and then when youre with him or her your brain will remember the bad,
and will never be the same, never stay alone, find hobbies, places to go out and meet people.
These things are learned throughout life and often we forget. Life takes many turns, and we
can never know what will be the love of our life, although the former seems the most
important is just the beginning, depressed and therefore not worth it, there are more
important things to think about. As my big question out of the closet or not, it would end like
this; Ill be myself, not bothering to prejudice or nonsense from anyone, Ill worry about
myself, to be happy, have fun, Ill stop worrying about whether or not I go out of the closet,
not everyone is interested in what my sexual orientation, and I have no worry because they
think if they find out, because I am just me, and regardless of what I like or like me stop, I
am a person with feelings, choices and opinions, the who likes to be.

END

COMMENTS FROM
THE AUTHOR;

COMMENTS FROM THE AUTHOR;

And here ends this little story of a couple who no longer a couple, and a girl who gives things
around too much, as I said, not a great story that will mark you for life, or anything, just a
short story to entertain, which is the essence of the novel, in this case a very short little novel I
can go to show me stuff that was starting ending soon will I get more and better works, even
I can see how my quality is increasing and this work is free and low quality as noted at the
beginning of the book, thank you very much to anyone who has read and liked it you can let
me know on my blog; http://miriamsiescribe.blogspot.com/