Eli's story

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"Eli , Eli come here look Eli , read what it says , won't you be proud holding this  up for all the fags to see" "scum of the earth no good cunts" " come on Eli make mummy proud show god that we hate them, COME ON ELI READ IT" screeching at this point Elis mum was forcing the white painted picket into the 7 year olds hands. "God hates fags" Eli mumbled ashamed of what had just been forced out of his mouth as his mother beamed with pride.."come on Eli let's get there before the hurst turns up , let's make his death day hell"  .... Elis narrative , the man she was set on making the funeral hell for was my dad , her husband until they broke up when my dad realised who he was . Sam was his name , a retired war veteran who fought in Iraq but received only hate , no recognition for what he had done because when he came back he came out as gay ... the hate he faced was horrific and inhumane. Only a few weeks later did I find him swinging by his neck in the cupboard... this was the day I turned against my mum and swore never to let me love her again , she was evil and despicable . Not him , he did nothing wrong he was who he was through no fault of his own . My mothers hate on the other hand was all her doing SHE WAS THE ONE THAT KILLED MY DAD. And for that , I will never forgive her , I grew up in a conservative village in Kansas where hate picketers are common and the lgbtq+ community is suppressed and lives in constant fear and pain. My dad was a war vet and my mum was a secretary and regular protester and then there was me , a gay child who still lives in secrecy 11 years later. I was forced to protest at my own fathers funeral and I have moved out now with my boyfriend loci. Of course no one knows he is my boyfriend , to them we are friends and nothing more. 

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