SUMMER OF LOVE
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I’ve always been on the loner type. I never really fit in with anybody else. I can’t say that I was the bullied type, either. People just… kind of didn’t acknowledge my existence. I don’t think I really acknowledged theirs, either. My mind was always occupied with something. I always found myself immersed in one activity or another, quickly dropping it went it got boring, and then picked up another hobby. I guess you could say I had a bit of a s**tter brain. I wasn’t sure why I was wired like that, but I was.
I graduated high school without amazing grades, so my option was either go to community college for another few years or work. I decided to work, because I couldn’t care any more for education. It all seemed so pointless to me. It felt like I always had this void in my life, and I didn’t know how or why it was there, or how to fill it.
I felt a heart-clenching sensation in my heart whenever I saw this boy named Dan. He and I worked at the local general market, the one that his mom and pop ran since before he was born. He had light brown hair that shined a bleach blonde during the summers, sea blue eyes, and always a determined aura from him. I don’t think he noticed me very much. I was always either stocking the shelves indoors or behind the counter working the register. He was always out back, loading cargo out of his pick-up truck into the storage garage. It was the highlight of my day to see Dan ride up at 4:00PM, and watch him through the window, lifting heavy boxes off the truck and into the garage.
He confused me about my sexuality. I always admired watching the beautiful women at church, with their make-up, dresses, and purses. Watching them walk gracefully from their cars, up the steps, and enjoying the feeling I got whenever I sat nearby one of them during the sermon. But I knew felt attracted to them in the way that men are usually attracted to women. I never wanted to date them. I just wanted to spend time with them, enjoy the feminine energy, and to… I guess, be pretty.
I think a big reason I wasn’t bullied in my town was because of my lineage. My father died serving while my mother was pregnant with me, and my mother was as sweet as Miss Adams’ apple pie in the spring. I had my father’s height, but my mother’s eyes, nose, and lips. I also inherited a body type that made me tall and lanky, with wide hips… features that I hated until recently.
Ever since I started working here last month, right after graduating high school, I’ve been slowly admiring my body more and more. The feminine aspects I used to hate, I wanted more of. I got this way especially whenever I saw Dan earlier that day. I can’t say I didn’t have ups and downs about the entire thing. But it’s for certain that I was at least starting to appreciate my looks for the first time in my life.
All through growing up, I felt like I was moving aimlessly. The county’s physician said that it was because I didn’t have a father figure. He said I would be cured if I got into the sun more and started exercising. I don’t think he’s wrong about the father figure part. But, he was wrong about the sun and exercising part…
Because, I only really felt alive, when I was with Dan.
I’ve always been on the loner type. I never really fit in with anybody else. I can’t say that I was the bullied type, either. People just… kind of didn’t acknowledge my existence. I don’t think I really acknowledged theirs, either. My mind was always occupied with something. I always found myself immersed in one activity or another, quickly dropping it went it got boring, and then picked up another hobby. I guess you could say I had a bit of a s**tter brain. I wasn’t sure why I was wired like that, but I was.
I graduated high school without amazing grades, so my option was either go to community college for another few years or work. I decided to work, because I couldn’t care any more for education. It all seemed so pointless to me. It felt like I always had this void in my life, and I didn’t know how or why it was there, or how to fill it.
I felt a heart-clenching sensation in my heart whenever I saw this boy named Dan. He and I worked at the local general market, the one that his mom and pop ran since before he was born. He had light brown hair that shined a bleach blonde during the summers, sea blue eyes, and always a determined aura from him. I don’t think he noticed me very much. I was always either stocking the shelves indoors or behind the counter working the register. He was always out back, loading cargo out of his pick-up truck into the storage garage. It was the highlight of my day to see Dan ride up at 4:00PM, and watch him through the window, lifting heavy boxes off the truck and into the garage.
He confused me about my sexuality. I always admired watching the beautiful women at church, with their make-up, dresses, and purses. Watching them walk gracefully from their cars, up the steps, and enjoying the feeling I got whenever I sat nearby one of them during the sermon. But I knew felt attracted to them in the way that men are usually attracted to women. I never wanted to date them. I just wanted to spend time with them, enjoy the feminine energy, and to… I guess, be pretty.
I think a big reason I wasn’t bullied in my town was because of my lineage. My father died serving while my mother was pregnant with me, and my mother was as sweet as Miss Adams’ apple pie in the spring. I had my father’s height, but my mother’s eyes, nose, and lips. I also inherited a body type that made me tall and lanky, with wide hips… features that I hated until recently.
Ever since I started working here last month, right after graduating high school, I’ve been slowly admiring my body more and more. The feminine aspects I used to hate, I wanted more of. I got this way especially whenever I saw Dan earlier that day. I can’t say I didn’t have ups and downs about the entire thing. But it’s for certain that I was at least starting to appreciate my looks for the first time in my life.
All through growing up, I felt like I was moving aimlessly. The county’s physician said that it was because I didn’t have a father figure. He said I would be cured if I got into the sun more and started exercising. I don’t think he’s wrong about the father figure part. But, he was wrong about the sun and exercising part…
Because, I only really felt alive, when I was with Dan.
Elouise
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