Strangely Normal

"Hi, my name is Zaharias." That is usually what you would say to someone when you first meet, but not with me. I do not like meeting new people, for I am afraid that they will get hurt. You see, my family is not warm-hearted. I have spent my 17 long years on this planet being raised by a racist and extremely homophobic couple for whom I must call mother and father. I hate to admit it, but I have turned out just like them, and I doubt anyone has the power to change that.

{ DISCLAIMER: THERE WILL BE DISCRIMINATION IN THIS STORY, BUT I DO NOT SUPPORT ANY OF IT. THIS IS MERELY JUST A WORK OF FICTION. }