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Finally he convinced me to post that story... I am so nervous, I hate rejection, especially with something that I

created. Ok here goes nothing... [post?]. Ok there it is on my favorite website for all to see, Usually I like to read other

peoples stuff, rarely do I do anything with the forums. Well im off to sleep was a long day today, and more work tomorrow,

how depressing.


Riiiiinnnggg Riiiinnnnngggg Riiiinnnn... 4:30 AM time to go to work I get ready shower dress in my fantastic KwikFill

gas station uniform, and now off to work. 10:30 AM , Beep Beep my phone goes off from an incoming text message “when you get

home you should check out the replys to your story”, my reply “people thing it sucked?” and the reply “actually quite the

opiosite” I reply “Well ill have to wait till I get home to check” well now I cant wait till i get home at 5:00 PM, 5:00 PM

comes and I get home and the first thing I do is open up my computer and the site is there where I left it, I refresh it and

go to the homepage and there is my story I open the link and I am shocked to see all of the replies. But the first one that I

see really caught my eye, the kid was inspired by my story, I had never thought that I would ever do that to someone, but

aparently I did, but one thing is that he thought the story was a guideline of how everything is, and that he would have to

give stuff up, I thought uh oh, its a good thing that the one who had me post the story jumped in and helped to remedy that

problem, After a while of reading the comments and stuff, I decided to send a message to the young pup, to say hi, and that

I was glad he enjoyed my story, and that I usually write fictional stuff, also that you shouldnt give up what you love for

someone. Luckily he was online, and he replied near instantly, we ended up chatting for hours eventually switching to an

instant messenger application, after a while of just text chatting he asked if I would like to video chat, I got nervous, not

usually to fond of the way I look, but I reluctantly did, we were chatting for a few hours more, like till almost 2 AM, I

could not stop smiling, and I am one, that during this time, to smile much lots of bad stuff happening to me, but this kid

just kept me smiling made my day much better. Eventually we both have to get to sleep, and we agree to speak again the next

day. So we get to sleep, I cant wait to wake up and see if he shows up as online. The next day i wake up around noon, and I

turn on my laptop and open yahoo messenger, but I see that he isnt online so I decide to text prezmer some to keep me

occupied. After a couple more hours the kid comes online and I immediately open a chatbox up and he answered my “Hi” we began

to chat, and I gave him my cellphone number so he can call and text me anytime that he wants, something inside, ever since

meeting him, has told me to help him, and to protect him. We then begin chatting about everything and anything again, and

eventually DJ, the boy, tells me about his home life, which in my opinion at the time was bad, he had just came out that he

was gay to his parents, and what he was telling me was like ripping my heart out, my thoughts were how could anyone want to

disown this incredible kid, he is extremely smart, and talented. Now I myself have been through a pretty bad childhood, of

which im quite sure has caused some of the things I do and my extremely low confidence issues, but the parents seemed to be

pulling on the heart strings and are upset that he is gay, and he forwarded the texts that his parents were sending him, and

it even confused me, they went back and forth saying we love you, and then like bashing him, and it angered me to see that.

To me being gay isnt something that I chose, it is me, and will always be me, lady gaga said it right, I was born this way,

and there isnt a chance in hell that I would ever want to change it. I keep talking to him, helping him through it all, and

little did I know, that he would in turn, help me, make some decisions that would impact me such as whether or not to sleep

on a park bench or walk uptown in which I meet someone that helps me get a place to live, but all of that isnt for quite a

while. But anyways, we keep talking, and we have a 3 way conversation on the messenger app, and we would call each other to

have a three way call, and talk for hours on the phone, I loved it, I looked forward to it every day.


Eventually I found out that he was extremely good at photoshop art, but he didnt have a computer, or the photoshop

program which was very expensive, but i had a Compaq laptop sitting around that I could give him and im kinda good at

“finding software online” so I wiped the laptop, and upgraded the operating system to windows 7, and searched for photoshop,

and got the latest and greatest one, and installed it. Then i gave it to prezmer, who is a computer tech, and he installed

stuff on there, and then shipped the laptop to the kid, I couldnt wait to get the reaction of him, cause he didnt know about

the photoshop program yet. When he got the computer, he was ecstatic and found the photoshop program, I was happy to have

helped him, but he didnt like getting something that was worth so much, but i told him that I really dont care about money,

which I really dont, I would rather give him something that he can have fun with, and create masterpieces, than worry about

money.


Eventually I invited him to come live in New York, but after he did some thinking he declined, of which i understood,

its hard to move out of one state to another. The main reason I wanted him in New York was to get him though college, for

something like graphic arts, but there is always time to change mind. Eventuallly we sort of drifted apart for awhile, but it

was never for to long no more than a month or so. He was going through so many changes one of them was that he was becoming

more masculine looking, and he was becoming more of the pup that he was, he doesnt know this but I have a little envy of him,

as I wish that i could do the things that he was doing and not be scared, basiclly I am embarrased of myself, and even though

I love pup play, I could never do anything with someone cause i was embarrased of it, I always knew on the inside that im a

pup couldnt avoid that, but I gave myself the position a sir, but it never seemed to fit me, but I went with it anyways.


Eventually I decided to face the fact that im a pup, and im kinda thinking that DJ kinda always knew, but never

pushed me. Relatively recently we started talking again regularly and i have enjoyed every second of it, and I also

reiterated to him that I will always protect him, I think he thinks im a little looney that something in me tells me to

protect him, but it is true, I dont know what it is but the feeling is there. But we were talking and I tell him that im a

pup, and stuff. And eventually I kinda hint that I havent really done anything pup with someone else, and he asks why, and I

say its cause im embarased of it and have little confidence, and after a minute I get a responce “Awwww, Bashful Puppy” I

read that and it got me to smile cause I was feeling pretty depressed lately, and i reply saying that I dont want to be

sacred or embarrased anymore at stuff I like, and he replies “ Its ok puppy, dont rush it, let it out in portions, and then

one day i will be there to help you with a dual headspace”, when he called me puppy, I felt so good on the inside, and when I

read that he was going to help me, he doesnt know, that I started to cry, because he is the first person that has ever wanted

to help me with something like this, and I know he will, and to this day I always knew that he would be the one to help me,

and from today, im marking down the days on the calender, till we finally meet, and I can finally be free from myself to do

what I love.... the story has to end for now, but it never actually will end because the ending hasnt happened yet, but I

know that the years of the future, will more than make up my bad years of past, but I hope that in these coming years that

someone else can be inspired, whether it be by me, or someone else.


What I take away from all of this is that inspiration can come from anywhere, and even something as simple as posting

a story, or even saying hello, can make for a life changing event. I will always be glad that I wrote the story, and then was

convinced to post it.....