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Jordan is 21 years old. He's a man who always had romantic feelings for other men and had feelings for boys. Jordan calls himself Maria and starts to wear makeup, skirts and dresses and wigs to look like a woman. He meets a man named John. Jordan lies and says he's a woman and they makeout, kiss, hold hands and go out on dates for 6 months. Jordan kisses John and calls him a sweetie. Then John asks for s*x. Jordan pulls down his clothes and shows John his penls. John is disgusted. John grabs a knife and stabs Jordan to death.

I was 14 and at the movies with my friends and I was wearing a 1 piece black dress with white pantyhose. I had a great time at the movies until the lights came on at the end of the movie and there was blood on my stockings and my panties was drenched in blood. I thought I was going to bleed to death and I started crying for help. I felt so embarrassed that I wanted to get out of the theater quick. My friends called me an ambulance and I was taken to the emergency room. Before I reached the emergencey room I asked if I was going to die. I was told no and that I was alert and it was likely that I had my period. When the doctor came in, she comforted me with a hug and a kiss and told me that I'll be ok as I'm maturing into a woman. She told me she had to contact my parents to come pick me up but I asked for my mom only to come get me as I didn't want my dad to know what happened. I got my discharge papers along with some pads to wear over the next few days. Before my mom took me home, she brought me a change of clothes and took me out to get some ice cream. This time I didn't want strawberry syrup as I would be grossed out so I had a sundae with chocolate syrup. While eating ice cream my mom told me all I needed to know about my body and then we stopped over at the drug store to buy some pads and pantyliners. She told me no tampons as I'm too young to wear them.

If you really think about it death is a beautiful thing. The gentle breath leaving the lips for the last time. The heart slowing to a stop. The weight lifted off the the dying person, the suffering over. The eyes slip shut the organs shut down. The stopping of a life is a process barely known to man but something that we all experience. It’s the soul leaving the body, the very essence of life draining out. It’s inevitable and so beautifully crafted nobody can comprehend it. How would we explain it without science or religion. The kiss of death, the ending of life, the ending or a million infinities. Death is everything and nothing it’s the end that we all rush towards and yet we fear it.