"I'm not gay!" I stutter trying to reassure him. Papa frowns at me as my nose grows. His eyes fill with disappointment. My heart sinks at the frown. Now or never.
"I'm a little gay," I admit. He still held the look on his face as my nose grew even more.
"I'm really gay," I loudly speak. My nose still grows and the look falls more disappointed.
" FINE! I AM A FLAMING HOMOSEXUAL!" I screech. My nose goes back to its normal length. He holds his head in his hands, sobs coming from him. Is he disappointed in my lying or my sexuality?
"I'm sorry," I say searching for what he is shameful of. He stands, his eyes went from disappointment to rage real quick. The next words hurt the most in the world. Especially the way he said them.
"PINOCCHIO! I RAISED A REAL BOY, NOT SOME FAGGOT! LET ME TELL YOU SOMETHING, FAGGOTS GO TO HELL!" He screams. My eyes fill with tears. My body shakes with fear, fear of being hit again. Fear of having words like "stupid" and "worthless" , fear of phrases such as "waste of space", and "no one cares" spat at me again. I feel my legs give up on holding my weight and I fall back onto the couch. Papa walks over to me and places a hand on my cheek.
"I'm gonna fix you," he says softly, like all rage and disappointment has vanished and been replaced with determinatiation. The words send chills over my me. What's he gonna do?
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That chapter was short and a tease to think what you all think. I would like to mention that the characters are the "Shrek the musical" version.
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FanfictionThis is not an actual fanfic, this is purely a joke with plot. Let me give you an actual description though. Pinocchio is just a gay little kid. His father sends him to a bible camp cuz homophobia
