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Our lips passionately touch as the orange glisten of sunrise shines through the wide window. We gazed into each other’s eyes thankful for that magical moment. With a light touch we gently caressed each other’s face as we embraced each other. I never thought I'd meet someone like Alice. The both of us cherish every morning and moment like this. Alice whispers softly in my ear “These hands, these words, they mean everything to me. Your body is a triumphant temple which I most warmly worship. Your eyes are a beacon; they shine like a thousand emeralds. Do you know what I love most about you? On a day I’m carrying the weight of the world on my shoulders all my utmost anxieties melt away with one kiss with that twinkle in your eyes.”

We are normal girls with normal lives, but we have is extraordinary. Call it what you will fate, destiny but I feel I was meant to meet Alice. I met her in a time in my life I wasn't so filled with joy.

My parents kicked me out after coming out as a lesbian a year ago. Screams, screeching, swearing and slamming doors is what mostly happened. After what felt like a million-years worth of homophobic slurs thrown at my face, I was pushed out the door. I needed a home and needed one fast. I didn’t want to be on the streets on my own, defenseless. that was the last thing I possibly wanted. I turned on my data and searched for a safe place for LGBT homeless youth. I saw a place more than a couple of miles from home, so to the best of my ability i navigated my way through the maze that is LA. I have to remind you all I had was my phone and some money in my jacket pocket, I didn't have time to collect a bag together because my dad didn't want me in my room. He wanted me gone.

Tears streamed down my face as I saw the sign of the centre. I found my sanctuary. I anxiously dragged my feet through the automatic doors. Whilst blubbering to the receptionist what had happened, a friendly face came to greet me. Alice gave me a tour of the centre with constant reassurance i’d be okay. She guided me to the education room, “ you can finish your studies here since your high school is so far away and we have a doctor across the street. You have everything you need here kai. If you want, I can show you to your room?” For the first time that night, I smiled.

My name Kai means “from the sea” in Hawaiian. Hawaii is where i grew up until the age of five. My parents decided to relocate to America for a better life. My studies were a way to refresh myself on my native language and culture. I no longer had a ohana (family) but I found something infinitely better, a chosen family.