Picture this; a spring afternoon with a slight breeze in the air. You see yourself in a new black tux. As you raise your head you see crowded seats surrounding an isle and at the end of the isle, a man, also in a tux. This is your weeding day and that is your soon to be husband. This special day is something that millions of people dream of and for many of those people, this dream may never come to flourish. Shouldn't everyone be able to enjoy their special day?
Fag. Queer. Sissy. Gayboy. Princess.
Every day I'd get up and go to school.
Every day they would be waiting for me.
From the time I walked in till the time I walked out, and even after that online and on the phone; I couldn't escape the names. I couldn't escape the disgust.
I came out as gay in the eighth grade, and it wasn't that big of a deal. Nobody in my family minded and most were actually very supportive. Even the kids at school didn't seem to care that much. It wasn't until another boy came out as gay, Eric Dewitt. I had always had a bit of a crush on him and it wasn't long before me and him became a couple.
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