You are fifteen and you are in love. You are all the things a fifteen-year-old usually is when in love. You are wide-eyed and hopeful. You are single-minded and not to be convinced that he is not The One. You are also terrified, cold, lost, and confused, because up until tonight, when you felt you would burst if you didn’t tell someone how you feel about him, you had a home. But then you told your parents that you are head over heels in love with another boy. Now you live on the street.
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