A Rainbow WorldA Story by Wandering Violet
When the world around is against you, imagine the opposite.
A Rainbow World
The persistent drizzle just reinforced the message. You are doomed, you are destined to eternal depression if you want to live this life of debauchery.
My shoulders were slumped so low they nearly reached my knees. This was no way to live.
I reluctantly dragged my feet in a homewards direction. There I knew my parents would be waiting to have another go at me, yelling and pleading, crying and threatening. We’d been living in Hell for the past two weeks, ever since I was stupid enough to come out to them. Stupid, stupid me. Should have just left them in blissful ignorance and gone about my life without them knowing, but some shred of family loyalty got in the way of my better judgment.
We can help you work through this, my mother told me. Thanks a million. Like when I broke my leg playing soccer, she thinks.
I slowly crossed the street before turning down our avenue. As I rounded the corner, a young guy coming from the other direction passed me. My heart did a flip flop as I caught his eye, he was so hot.
He ignored me and passed by, most likely dead straight. But something lifted my spirits " perhaps the rainbow that was now hovering overhead, and I thought, wouldn’t it be amazing to live in a world that was all gay? Where the heterosexuals stuck out like freaks?
The thought amused me and a nervous grin consumed my face as I resolutely marched homewards. I’d pretend that everyone around me was gay, yes, even our sour neighbour who was checking her letterbox and pretending not to notice me.
“Good evening, Mrs Denbigh!” I said merrily as I threw open the gate.
© 2011 Wandering Violet
AboutI’m Wandering Violet, a young Kiwi writer. I hope you enjoy reading my ramblings :-) I’m a great believer in equality, and I hate discrimination in all forms. I'm lesbian and Chris.. more..
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