winter wedding bells

(If it bores toi to death. very sorry)


First class, Art. Not so bad at least it isnt Algebra. I sat my livres down under me and stared at my big blank paper. What to draw..what to create. I felt the movment of someone beside me sit down, I glanced up and yeap. Lizzy. She smiled and whispered "What am I spossed to draw?" I giggled "Anything really...unless it's innopropriate" she frowned. "What's wrong?" she just shook her head and looked down again. This girl was starting to worry me...
"Ok, class. Your first aggined project of the an will be givin today. toi must draw another student and...

I am the boy who never finished high school because I got called a fag everyday.

I am the girl who was kicked out of her accueil because I confided in my mother I was a lesbian.

I am the prostitute working the streets because no one will hire a transsexual woman.

I am the sister who held her gay brother tight through the painful, tear-filled night.

We are the parents who buried our daughter long before her time.

I am the man who died alone in a hospital because they would not let my partner of 27 years into the room.

I am the foster child who wakes up with nightmares of being taken away...

Chapter 1

I was sleeping alone at night in one of the rooms of my grandfather's huge house. It was raining and there was thunder and lighting. I tossed and turned in the covers. it was a little difficult to sleep that night, even with my sex book to keep me company, and boy was it cold! I wandered the room searching for the remote for the A/C unit, nowhere. Eventually I found myself dozing under the covers, it was probably very late.

Suddenly, I was woken up par my parents. "Louis!" they a dit "Louis" it's time to get up to go to school. There was melancholy in the tone of my mother's voice, it...

He walked out into school and could feel the eyes of hatred piercing his soul. He wanted to run and hide; but he held his ground and kept walking. He had to get to class; he had to survive the day. And then he would be free.

It was the jour of the grade twelve graduation. He had opened up about being gay the jour before when his boyfriend had proposed to him; but his so-called "friends" all treated the couple like shit afterwards. So now he walked in the halls alone; his fiance in the hospital; suffering from the painful blows from his peers.

He stepped into the classroom and his teacher pulled...

I am écriture this letter to the New York Senate. Could toi help me éditer it ou give any advice? Do toi think I was too rude about it? Thank you.

Here is the letter:


To the New York Senate,

I am completely and utterly ashamed that toi have voted down the same-sex-marriage bill on December 2nd of 2009. It is not only unjust, it is not only morally wrong, and it is not only discrimination against a minority just because they are slightly different. It goes against several laws and rights of the United States of America.

By denying same-sex-marriage, toi are not only denying these couples a titre of...