June 26, 2015, Gay marriage was legalized, and the supreme court finally realized that we are people and that we have rights. No one should be scared to be who they are and show their true colors. That’s one problem of the world we always judge and I'm not saying “Oh I've never judged anyone” cause that's not true. We are all guilty of it at some point in our life, anyways. This is my coming out story and just my life story. My parents have always been great until I was about four. I won't go into detail because I don't want to. Around when I was four my dad was kicked out of our house. I still see him, I just don't live with him as my brother does. Anyways back to the main part of this story skip forward until about third grade. I was excited about the new year of school. But that changed about halfway through, which doesn't matter.

This is when I first started realizing I had a crush on a girl. She was my best friend at the time, I'm not going to say her name, we weren't friends anymore. This crush didn't go far, we ended up getting in an argument and we weren't friends anymore after that yeah I see her and we're ok now. It's kinda just that weird awkward feeling you have when you see an ex-lover or someone in the hallway. You know you should talk to them but don't want to. Now onto middle school... Oh god, middle school was something else, I kind of already knew I liked girls but I was ignoring it because, of course, I was a middle schooler and I grew up in a not so accepting environment at my house. I was a little Thompkins Jet who no one ever talked to or even really noticed. I was in science class when I saw this girl, the prettiest person I've ever met and in my mind, I was like “Please don't notice me.” The teacher introduced this girl. The teacher said, “Hello class this is Samantha and she will be joining our class this year.” She was looking down at the floor the whole time I was just staring in amazement. She had red dyed hair, wore a brown sweatshirt, and had Khaki pants on. In my eyes was the most perfect girl I'd ever seen.

A few months pass by and I and her are becoming more like best friends, instead of just friends. I  still had a huge crush on her and she was just the best person I met. One day we were having a sleepover and we were playing truth or dare. My sister dared me and her to kiss and we kinda just stared at each other for a couple of seconds and then she kissed me. That's when I felt the amazing feeling of all that serotonin and the feeling of the first kiss that genuinely had feelings behind it. I thought I didn't like girls for the longest time, but now I'm here feeling this and it just makes me happy.

After that night a few months pass by and she tells me she likes me. I don't remember how she did it but I do remember her saying  “Oh I knew you had a crush on me” and I just felt so seen and honestly... This is the only time I didn't feel embarrassed about being seen. I felt happy for the first time in years. Then after that, we dated for a few months then we broke up. I genuinely don't remember why but we're still best friends and that's a good friendship. And that is Truly Me.

The End.