Stereotypes-Personal Narrative

Growing up as a kid wasn’t easy for me. I always hung out with girls my entire life and only had my mother on my side no matter what. My parents aren’t divorced, but my father and I could never get along with each other. Like any other father, they always try to make their sons do things they did in the past to make us manly in the future. I was just a young boy so I did everything all the other boys did in my school and joined the football team in Elementary School. I realized that when I was playing that our cheerleaders were also practicing. I would always zone out and watch them do crazy stunts, cheers, and exercises. I noticed that there were no boys on the team and immediately thought that boys weren’t allowed to cheer because …show more content…
It felt really good to tell everyone because I had nothing left on my shoulders besides the hole in my heart. I told my mom everything about this party and she was so proud of me that I came out to her. I told her when we were heading to town and I got a text message from Lena saying “Do you miss me”? I cried hysterically in the car that my mom had to ask why I was crying. I told her and stopped crying because I had to go to Lena’s Senior Night Volleyball Game. Lena is the captain of the Volleyball team. I watched him all night thinking about the night he made me feel special. After the game I tried to go in for a hug expecting a kiss but he said to meet him after he showers in the student parking lot. He still didn't want people to see us together. I waited for him so long outside I took my sister and her boyfriend and drove away in my car. As I am turning the car with the head lights on I see Lena kissing my cousin Alissa against the wall by the Gymnasium. I never told hime that I saw what happened, I just ignored him for about a week until he started to crawl back and want me again. I had to go through so much shit just to keep him. I never texted him back until I felt like shit every