She was just a girl of fifteen, but she had long ago lost that naivety and innocence of girls her age. While her dearest chums spent their days thinking about clothes and their latest crush, she spent her days doing something much differently. She couldn’t tell her friends about it though, they wouldn’t understand. They would criticize and call her horrible names. They’d never accept what she had become. She was completely alone in her secret desires, alone except for the strangers she let into her life each day. It was her need for the approval of those strangers that had caused her...
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