He Turned Christmas Into a Nightmare!

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Hey guys, I hope you’re enjoying the holiday season! I’m going to tell you a Christmas story today, but it’s definitely not the kind of festive tale you’d normally expect this time of year. Before I begin, I’m just going to tell you: this is a real story. If this were a magazine article I’d put a little asterisk right here saying names have been changed to protect people’s privacy, but really, yah, I’m changing all the names and places – but not to protect people’s privacy – it’s to protect my safety instead. So this is important: If you think you know who I really am, please don’t say anything! It could put me in a lot of danger if anyone reveals my real name or location. That’s the same reason why I’ve had to keep pretty quiet about this story in real life. Only the people who are really close to me know exactly what happened to me on Christmas day two years ago, when I was 17. To tell you the truth, it feels really good to get all this off my chest. Thank you so much for clicking on this video! Hi, my name is Stephanie, and this is my story. The story of the scariest Christmas of my life. It all began three summers ago, about half a year BEFORE that fateful Christmas. I think I’m really
lucky that I had a close group of friends through high school. We definitely weren’t popular. No, we were more of a group of theater geeks than anything else, but they made going to school a lot of fun. It was a simpler time. So…with that whole theatre geek thing…some of my friends went to my same school, but a lot of them didn’t. We’d all just met at drama classes around town and doing plays outside of school. And then five months before Christmas, a new guy joined the group – a dude called Mark. I can’t even think about theatre now without a shiver running down my spine; it’s weird how hindsight can ruin
good moments, isn’t it? At the time, though, I didn’t have any alarm bells ringing. I wish I could say I was more intuitive, but he just seemed (like a lot of us) like he was lonely, a bit of an outcast, and excited to have friends. Mark and I got along great. We were fans of a lot of the same things - shared a deep love for Hamilton and Taco Bell and thought the same things were funny. Obviously, those are just surface- level connections, but it’s always nice to spend time with someone who likes the same things you do. So pretty quickly he ended up being one of the people I hung out with the most - he and a girl I’d met the year before, Mira. I’d just like to make a disclaimer: I was in LOVE with Mira. And pretty much everyone in my friend group KNEW I was in love with Mira. I never tried to hide it, or hide that
I was a lesbian, and I never, EVER tried to deceive Mark into thinking I had feelings for him. I never flirted with Mark, I never kissed him. We just hung out, gave friend hugs and shoulder punches. I just feel the need to make that clear, because some people blame me for all of this, saying I must have led him on. As if that would mean I deserved to be terrorized! Anyway. By now you’re probably already guessing it: Mark starting crushing on me. I mean, I didn’t even notice it for the longest time, mostly because I just don’t really think about guys that way – I just forget that the feeling isn’t always mutual. It’s weird for me when guys are into me, because I have like zero interest in bisexuality. And I only found out that Mark was into me because Mira pulled me aside and told me Mark was telling everybody how much he liked me, that he just knew it was mutual, and he was going to ask me out. At first, I thought she must be joking, because, again: lesbian. But then I heard it from a few more people, and then I started noticing that yeah, Mark did treat me differently from everyone else. Jeez - How had I not noticed before? He was actually pretty rude to other people, like always cutting them off in conversation just so he could talk to me. So I decided that I’d better have a talk with Mark about the whole situation, before things got more intense – or he got embarrassed. I didn’t want him to think I was interested, or flirting, or anything, because somehow, he evidently thought I had feelings for him. I mean, another guy, Lewis, had already told Mark I was gay, and Mark just rolled his eyes and said, “Yeah sure, I know that’s what she tells everyone.” That really annoyed me. So one day I pulled him aside – and I really tried to be gentle – and I straight out told him I knew what he’d been saying, and I reinforced the fact that yeah, he was a close friend of mine, but I was not interested romantically. I was starting to re-consider the “close friend” bit at this point, but I thought it sounded nicer.

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