I was in the over 14s tent trying to mask the real me from my straight friends. They would never like the real, gay me. Hence why I "flirted" with the girls. They could never know that there was more to the guy who seemed perferctly normal apart from his kitsune side. I was glad I had my tail. It was a soft and warm to comfort to me, it always will be.

Part of me wants to stay hidden forever, that is the scared part of me. But another part wants to find someone, to take a risk and finally feel loved and cared for, since parents were no help. I was lucky that mum persuaded Dad to let me come here, this is the only sanctury I have, I have been told I no longer deserve a bedroom since my coming out, so I have to sleep on the couch, eyery night. It kills my back but i am lucky that I at least have that, that I'm not sleeping on the floor.

I shouldnt be allowed a bed here, I shouldn't be allowed a cabin, but I dare complain. I want my Chigusa, why did I have to leave him at home? Oh yeah that's right. Dad said if he goes i dont go. Damn i miss my cuddly brown bunny. At least I know I can never leave my tail behind, that will always be with me until I die. Good.