It's my birthday. I promised myself I'd do it, just go ahead and tell them, but I somehow couldn't find the courage to. I'm 15 now and still acting like a child around mom and dad.

Sometimes I wish I could still be a child, actually. Everything used to be so much easier.

All I had to worry about was if I'd get that toy for christmas I wanted so badly, or if my mom had cooked my favorite food for lunch, or why my big brother had to be so mean.

But now, I see my reflexion in the mirror and don't recognize the person staring back at me anymore. Who is this guy? What happened to the boy I used to be, to the boy I knew so well, who enjoyed playing soccer and hanging out with friends?

The boy who didn't have to think about whether or not it's acceptable for a guy to like guys.

Because he had never, ever been attracted to anyone before.

But then, this beautiful guy comes around, and all that boy can now think about is how badly he wants to kiss him and touch him.

Him. Not her.

And I'm so, so damn scared.

Oh god. I seriously don't know how to tell them.