Into the Woods

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Fruit; gay or lesbian
Also I am NOT a racist.

My mom shoves me out the door, face red and eyes blood shot.
"Leave! Leave and never come back! You damned fruit!" She slams the door and I hear the lock click.
I want to break down and cry right then, but that is a sign of weakness, but then again so is being a fruit.

My eyes start to burn and well up as I see every neighbor, villager, and peasant look upon me like I am some nasty God forbidden thing that has been cursed upon them. Which I am. I am a fruit, and fruits are the devils deed. At least that is what they teach us in church.

I see the anger in every ones eyes. One if them finally breaks the evil silence.

"You are the lesser beast, more so than thy negroes! Leave our blessed land, go into the woods, and be taken by the devils son." I recognize this man, I used to play in the dirt with his daughter, until she told him that I was a son of satan. We used to be best friends.

"Yes! listen to the man! Take thy filth and leave! Or thy shall be hanged, for your sins. You dare call your self a man of God? That is utterly disgraceful."

I stare the woman in the eyes. How dare I? How dare she! She has no right to take my religion and use it against me! I want to speak up, but I mustn't, that would be disrespectful.
So instead, I push my way through the tide of warm bodies and head towards the woods. The only place I shall belong now.

The villagers call after me in angry barks.
" Burn in hell child of satan!", "May god have mercy on you.", "Die fruit! Thy shall be punished for thy sins."
I try to keep the tears back and be strong for myself, but I finally give up and burst into a fit of tears. I hear my fathers voice in my mind.
"Crying is for the weak, save thy tears for night fall. Tis then that God will truly understand."
His words mean nothing now. He is dead for his own sins. He was just a filthy liar. But I am a fruit. And that is not much better....

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I wish my Nana were still here, for she has always understood me. She always listened and always held back her snide remarks. Unlike her filthy mouthed daughter. She is now also dead, but not because of her sins, because of the wolf that lurks in the forest. He hunts women and eats them, but never has he ever laid a finger (yes finger) on a male.

The wolf is a man really, with a wolf's tail and teeth. Yes he can easily tear your grisly flesh off though, but only if you are a female.

I dismiss these gruesome thoughts and begin crying again. I lazily plopped down on a rock placed under a dark willow tree. It was nicely shaded and I instantly felt more relaxed and in place. My eyes felt swollen and raw. My feet hurt and my red and brunette hair was beginning to stick to my forehead. I pushed it away with shaking hands.

I looked around at all the trees and shrubs, taking in every detail I could. The grass was covered in fresh dew, the trees were a beautiful golden brown color, their leaves were shedding and it left the ground looking like gold.
"If I could choose where I die, I would choose here." I smiled to myself. I had never known beauty until I saw this.

My serenity was completely shattered when I heard a seductive, low voice coming from some where in the forest.

"Ah, hello there. I must say, you are a beauty. Absolutely gorgeous, it should be a sin. Your skin is just so pale and luscious. I just want to touch you every where. And that hair, tell me...is it natural?" Then a man walks out from the tranquil forest. A seducing smile spread across his tan toned face. He was shirtless and had ripped trousers on. I swallowed thickly. This man was...sexy. And I wouldn't mind if he touched me all over.
"Please don't stare to long. You're going to make me hard to quick." He snickered to himself.
I furrowed my brow in confusion.
"Ah, I forgot. Christians don't know what that means. Well it has
something to do with...the prized jewels."
I gasped. Feeling my face get hot, I turned away from his face.
Now it was my turn to say something.
"Wh-who are you? Are you the wolf?" My voice sounded shaky and weak. Not how I wanted it to sound at all.
He looked at me his smile gone.
"Ugh, is that what this idiots call me back in the village. Please I'm just a normal man, who does the sin of laying with other men." He winked at me.

NOT FINISHED TET BUT HERE IS A SNEAK PEEK AT CHAPTER ONE. I MIGHT CHANGE SOME THINGS SO BE PATIENT.

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⏰ Last updated: Jan 09, 2015 ⏰

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