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It was a cold night. After browsing the internet, I got off my chair and I prepared to go outside, away from my cozy home. Reaching my wardrobe, I was equipping myself with my best, most fancy clothing I could find in my miniature closet. However, what was also in the closet, was little ol' me.
Yes, that's right, I'm a homosexual. Let's just say some situations led me to where I am today, and I personally don't look back at those events with spite and hatred, but more of an appreciation for my awakening to my true self. I would go into more detail of what happened, but that's another can of worms. Despite my parents and some of my peers insulting and mocking me for my sudden lust of cock, I ignored them, as I had my true friends with me, the internet. The power of the internet allowed me to validate my gayness and communicate with other people like me. The fact that there were people proud to be homosexual made me feel warm in my heart.
As these thoughts flooded through my head, I was ready to head out. I grabbed my goodies and left in an instant, as I revved up my car and drove to my destination. By the time I reached the place I needed to be, it was already pitch dark, and the streetlamps showed that I made it at the right time.
I exit my car into the darkness as my footsteps echoed through the bleak night as I finally reached the backdoor of the club. A bouncer was there, waiting to verify me as I walked up to him and demanded to go inside, as I was already in the mood to party all night. However, while in my pressuring speech, the bouncer suddenly stopped me in my tracks, blocking me with his giant palm. He proceeded to go inside the building as he pointed to a strange rule taped on to the door.
"No gay retards."
What?! Preposterous!
I was quickly forced out by him as I angrily approached my car. How did they know who I am? I entered my car as I glared at my rainbow armband that brushed my melanin enriched skin. I proceeded to drive away, tired and frustrated.
