Why Would You Put Someone Through This…?

Well first off, I am a gay male, and I’ve been through hell and back again. When I was in eighth grade, I began to come out to my parents and the people around me. Everything began to change, from my parents not accepting me to kids in school pulling pranks on me. It all came to a head when I was walking through school with a group of boys behind me, I began to walk down a flight of stairs, hoping that I could get rid of them by going the wrong way. I was wrong.

Instead of leaving, one of them came up behind me and pushed me. I fell, tumbling down sixteen steps, my books flying out of my hands, hitting me in the head, pencils being broken in my chest, snapping in two. I couldn’t believe it. I laid there for two and a half minutes, unable to breath, blood trickling down the side of my head from where my eyebrow split in two. The students received a weeks worth of detention a piece, but other than that, nothing.

The next year I went on to high school, hoping that I could get away from the people who would push me down and tell me I’m not good enough. I was walking home, my backpack at school, just walking, when I heard the familiar voices of the kids that had pushed me down the stairs. I thought, dear god, why would you put someone through this. I picked up my pace, without looking back, hoping that they would leave me alone, but they didn’t.

I hadn’t realized they were on bicycles, and I began to run, trying to get away. They knocked me down, and two of them held me there as the other one held a knife to my throat. He punched, and called me a faggot, and told me that I should burn in hell, that I didn’t deserve love. I felt blood start to trickle down my neck, and I thought that I was going to be dead, but there was something in their eyes, I knew they would kill me, but they pulled me up, and took me to a back alley, where they ripped my pants off, and began to rape me, saying that this is what I deserved for being a faggot.

You have no idea how hard it is to be gay until you are raped and beaten. I survived my trials, but I shouldn’t have had to go through them. IT is because of the ignorance of our society, and the forced beliefs on our children that things like this are happening. NO child should have to think, God, why would you put someone through this.