Homosexual Correction camp: p1 of series

207 7 7
                                    

Henry Albert Emily: "It's for your good honey!" My mother insisted, cleaning the counter with a dirty napkin. "THIS IS OUTRAGEOUS!" I exclaimed, slamming my fist down. "ALBERT HENRY EMILY!" My dad shouted. Why!? WHY CAN'T I JUST BE MYSELF!? "FATHER PLE-" I was cut off by a slap to the face. I clutched my red cheek, tears swelling. It stung but, the fact it was my father and for such a silly reason panged in my heart.

  I choked on a cry and ran up the stairs to my room. "PACK YOUR THINGS!" 











Big thank you to 

They inspired me. Please do check out their wonderful page and give em lots and lots of loveeeeeeee

Henry X WilliamWhere stories live. Discover now