All for us.

There we were.

Abandoned, beaten, kicked out for being who we were.

My name is Eve Sands, and this is Alexandra Roden. And this is our story.

"I am giving you this letter because I simply can't do this over the phone.

And I hope that you treat me the same way as you always did.

What if I told you that I was in love.

And that person- that person is the girl I've known since we were nine. Alexandra.

If you're not okay with that, we can be out by tomorrow night. I know I have denied it over and over again, but this is me. And you can't change that." I hear my parents read off. i take a deep breath and a step back. "You little-" someone starts running after me. I ready my stance and dodge them coming after me. I throw a kick over their head and grab my backpack full of everything I need, and start running. I don't look back. I just run. My blonde hair falls out of its braid and blows back in the wind. I'm out. I'm free. I'm-finally who I am.

~

So, here I am, writing my first non-fiction story. No monsters, no mermaids, no AJW users, just me writing some stories that make me feel happy inside. I know it's not happy right now, but trust me, it will be.

/insert pg-13

/insert donut kill me

/insert some weird pun here