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I'd known her since i was about...5 or 6...a new girl who came into town from England...
she was the cutest little thing...with her pretty curly blonde hair, and always wearing her white dress.
at first though, i didn't want to be around her. i was always a solitary person; i dont like to be around people..
but..due to my parents knowing each other so well very quickly...we both became friends. and it wasnt...such a forced one as ive seen happen. i liked her....and i wanted to be around her.
it was later on; when we were both hitting puberty that we both realized how our life was. it was...the most crucial time for us, i think. it was when we saw how our parents felt about everyone...how much...prejudices and judgment they had in store for everyone else but themselves.
me and annelise growing up in utah taught us how a religion will tell everyone what they should be. my parents werent mormon, nor were hers, but we had enough experience with them. when any election hit, everyone would bash the democratic candidate even though none of those kids at school even knew what they were talking about...
Annelise and I were very precocious; we both understood everything above our age level better than any of the kids at school. i think it was because of how we are...
there was a certain moment when i realized how i felt..and that she was more important to me than just a friend. but it was...a long time before i could admit that. my parents, though not mormon, or religious in anyway...were very conservative; in their own way. they could, so they say, accept others, but when it came down to me and annelise, and our homosexuality; my mother broke down for a long time. my father understood though; and he seems to still understand me more than any other parental figure. annelise's mom was worse than my mother.
my mom had been having a tough time when annelise and i came out; my twin brother had disregarded the family for a girlfriend, and it seemed that he was just...as messed up as can be. he turned out better in 2 years; but he wasnt much better. i still get mad at him and his girlfriend a lot. my mom was totally...brought down by those 2, but annelise and i couldnt stay the way we were; in love, but unable to admit it, any longer. we finally told her.
my dad pretty much said things along the line of...'I knew it.'
my mom...said, 'I can't believe it, Briana; first your brother, now you?'
i was hurt greatly by that...and soon annelise and i would stay away from my house altogether and go out alone for the night. she couldnt drive, and neither could i; but...we still did walk away every night.
now that things have calmed down, annelise and i spend everyday together, unless on the rare occasion her mother misses her. it doesnt happen often, though. this summer annelise has only spent 3 days tops at her own house rather than mine.
i realized that i loved her in my 13th year...and as i tried to get closer...i realized that she did too.
i found her body arousing, and i loved her curly blonde hair...i loved everything about her. i was young, but i understood it all. i was quick to realize that i was a lesbian. and soon i told her.
it was met with a kiss...and i couldnt have been happier. it was our first moment that close...our mouths fused together and we held hands as we laid on one another.
it happened in my room on a rainy spring day. me and her always loved the rain...and we'd always go out and take a walk in it, and talk about whatever was on our mind. after we kissed, and played around a little, and exchanged our feelings...we went out for our walk. we walked far away from home, for at least 45 minutes we walked, until we found some small secluded place, and we leaned against a wall and kissed again.
now...she cant know about that im going to write our sex life up on a website, so nobody tell her XD
im going to write up the next part...total sex

i love you anne

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I'd known her since i was about...5 or 6...a new girl who came into town from England...
she was the cutest little thing...with her pretty curly blonde hair, and always wearing her white dress.
at first though, i didn't want to be around her. i was always a solitary person; i dont like to be around people..
but..due to my parents knowing each other so well very quickly...we both became friends. and it wasnt...such a forced one as ive seen happen. i liked her....and i wanted to be around her.
it was later on; when we were both hitting puberty that we both realized how our life was. it was...the most crucial time for us, i think. it was when we saw how our parents felt about everyone...how much...prejudices and judgment they had in store for everyone else but themselves.
me and annelise growing up in utah taught us how a religion will tell everyone what they should be. my parents werent mormon, nor were hers, but we had enough experience with them. when any election hit, everyone would bash the democratic candidate even though none of those kids at school even knew what they were talking about...
Annelise and I were very precocious; we both understood everything above our age level better than any of the kids at school. i think it was because of how we are...
there was a certain moment when i realized how i felt..and that she was more important to me than just a friend. but it was...a long time before i could admit that. my parents, though not mormon, or religious in anyway...were very conservative; in their own way. they could, so they say, accept others, but when it came down to me and annelise, and our homosexuality; my mother broke down for a long time. my father understood though; and he seems to still understand me more than any other parental figure. annelise's mom was worse than my mother.
my mom had been having a tough time when annelise and i came out; my twin brother had disregarded the family for a girlfriend, and it seemed that he was just...as messed up as can be. he turned out better in 2 years; but he wasnt much better. i still get mad at him and his girlfriend a lot. my mom was totally...brought down by those 2, but annelise and i couldnt stay the way we were; in love, but unable to admit it, any longer. we finally told her.
my dad pretty much said things along the line of...'I knew it.'
my mom...said, 'I can't believe it, Briana; first your brother, now you?'
i was hurt greatly by that...and soon annelise and i would stay away from my house altogether and go out alone for the night. she couldnt drive, and neither could i; but...we still did walk away every night.
now that things have calmed down, annelise and i spend everyday together, unless on the rare occasion her mother misses her. it doesnt happen often, though. this summer annelise has only spent 3 days tops at her own house rather than mine.
i realized that i loved her in my 13th year...and as i tried to get closer...i realized that she did too.
i found her body arousing, and i loved her curly blonde hair...i loved everything about her. i was young, but i understood it all. i was quick to realize that i was a lesbian. and soon i told her.
it was met with a kiss...and i couldnt have been happier. it was our first moment that close...our mouths fused together and we held hands as we laid on one another.
it happened in my room on a rainy spring day. me and her always loved the rain...and we'd always go out and take a walk in it, and talk about whatever was on our mind. after we kissed, and played around a little, and exchanged our feelings...we went out for our walk. we walked far away from home, for at least 45 minutes we walked, until we found some small secluded place, and we leaned against a wall and kissed again.
now...she cant know about that im going to write our sex life up on a website, so nobody tell her XD
im going to write up the next part...total sex

i love you anne