The difficulties of homosexual life I encountered for the first time in third grade. About who is LGBT, I was still unknown, but from the gray-eyed, curly and bearded five-legged Rita for some reason could not take her eyes off. I decided to get her location anyway. She gave sweets, bracelets, which she bought for honestly accumulated. Compliments are covered. She even offered her to write. Rita smiled demonstratively, and I turned red and mourned. But then I was told that I was a beautiful princess, it turns out, because I slipped, that is to say, I planned something, because a girl can’t treat the girl just so well.