Mirror - Phan

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     I walked home from school to my almost house with nothing but Christian crosses and anti-LGBTQ posters. The once cheerful and lovable parents I used to hug and play with forever became obsessed with people who intentionally sin. They both prey for all the homeless people on the streets every night. (They kept track of how many every day after work)

     The biggest problem my parents have are gays and lesbians and others like that. They think that they are intentionally disobeying Jesus's tales from the Bible. I've always accepted gays, but never really understood or fully accepted them. I just listened to what my dad and mom say about them.

     I walked to my room which had a bed, a desk with an alarm clock, earbuds, a bible, and a pencil, and a shitload of clothes on the floor. I went on my phone and put on fall out boy. My parents weren't home, so I didn't need earbuds and I could jam out however much I wanted. They were on a business trip (anti LGBT shit) and gave me some chores to do. OH NO. My chores!

I walked to the kitchen to look at the post-it that had a bunch of crap I had to do. The first one I saw was go get groceries. And to stay away from the brown- haired sinners. What does that mean? I glossed over it and threw on a coat. I went into my car and drove to the nearest Tesco.