A Boyfriend for Christmas
By Iyana Jenna
Ten years ago
I’ve turned twenty-one but I’ve never kissed a man. (I did kiss Dee from the ninth grade but she was, err, not a man.) I’ve never had a boyfriend, either. Since it came to me that I only like guys, I’ve never dared stand too close to someone that caught my attention, or tell them that I liked them. I’m too scared.
I feel lonely, and in fact, I am alone. I’m new in this town; I don’t know many people. Actually, I don’t know anyone at all but the janitor who always comes to the office as early as I do. I’m too shy to talk to people around my cubicle, afraid they will see through my eyes, into my head, and find out that I’m different.
God, I need a boyfriend. I need someone to talk to, someone who will always be by my side. I want a
