Am I GAy?

Faith Adams is a 19-year-old girl raised in a deeply Christian home. Her family didn’t just practice Christianity — they preached it, lived it, and measured every action by it. Whatever the pastors said, whatever the church community believed, was the ultimate truth in the Adams’ house. For the Adams family, a sin is a sin, no matter how small it is. They were not the sort to be called “holier than thou,” but they were cautious of their faith and religion. Faith grew up believing the world was full of temptations that could stain her soul. She was taught the importance of faith and religion and how it would help her find herself when she was lost. Her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Adams, had been married for fifteen years, and even before meeting each other, they were already devoted Christians. Together, they raised their four children. Faith and her three younger brothers, under the same strict moral code. Being the only girl, Faith carried more expectations than her brothers. She lived carefully, doing what was right, praying often, and avoiding anything that could be seen as “worldly.” Faith was a young girl, beautiful, tall, and heavenly endowed. She dressed modestly and avoided too many friends. She believed “bad company corrupts good manners.” She didn’t have much, her friends were countable, two or three, and they were also like her: people who grew up in Christian families. Still, deep down, there was a quiet spark in her, a longing for something beyond the walls of her parents’ faith. Faith had always existed, but not fully. Sometimes she felt held back from certain things because of her beliefs. At seventeen, Faith graduated from high school. The thought of going to university filled her with both excitement and fear. For the first time, she would step out of her parents’ sight away from their watchful eyes and into a world she’d only heard warnings about. It felt like both freedom and an abyss. She was happy she had finally reached nineteen, the age her parents agreed on to allow her to go to the university. Faith was given admission into a Christian private university and yes, her parents chose it for her. She didn’t argue; she just wanted to study to become a doctor. One of Faith’s three friends also got admission into the same school, and they planned on staying together. Faith didn’t plan to go astray or against her morals. She was only happy to be out there with her peers. Faith’s religion was not in support of early s****l relationships of any kind, so she didn’t know any fun in dating or even having a crush. She always blocked her emotions away and assured herself: “When the time is right, I will pour this love and feeling to the right person.” Faith had always been the intelligent one since high school. She was always dedicated to her studies, never letting distractions get to her. She was the only girl — her parents’ favorite. She had gotten admission to the church university, received advice from the church pastor, elders, and other members. Every service came with a word of advice from someone. She expected it and humbly accepted it. It is going to be a whole different experience for Faith. Preparations were made, things were bought and stocked. Faith has waited a whole year for this, for her life is about to get started.