But it so came up that her love was not of another sex, but a girl.She was confused, afraid and perplexed. Her films dint gave her answers to her questions. They all pointed her to be guilty and abnormal. She was frightened to talk about the passionate moments shared with her beloved.
She felt at fault. Love is not a soothing touch for her, but life taking experience. She could not love anymore. The books, the films and the music she read never helped her. The normalcy went to the most abnormal and there ended her life and there ended her love.
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