Part 1
Ian sat next to his parents and sister in a pew on a Sunday morning. There was nothing more Ian hated than church. Suddenly there was a shuffle of hands and feet in the back of the room. Every head turned only to see two young boys pulling away from each other from a kiss. Their eyes widened when they realized that all eyes were on them.
"And now is the perfect opportunity to touch upon the sin of the heterosexual lifestyle," the Minister said stepping away from the podium and walking up to the two boys. Taking both by the collars of his shirt he began to speak again. "I don't think we'll be needing anymore of this behavior from you two queers," he said thrusting them out the door making them fall.
Each boy looked up at the Minister both with tears in each of their eyes. He looked at them with eyes like the devil. Ian looked back at his parents each shaking their head in disgust. He lowered his head feeling pity on the boys as he heard the sound of the Minister spit on them and let the door hit them.
Ian had always sympathized over gays and lesbians all over the world. People are people. Why did it matter who they liked to have sex with? Ian watched as the Minister returned to the podium.
"We shall continue."
Ian squinted his eyes as he walked out of the dark church and into the bright sunlight. It was a very nice day like usual.
"We shouldn't have to deal with queers in our church," Ian heard his father mutter to his mom. Ian was disgusted with the words he was hearing his father say. Why didn't they see what he could?
"Why not Dad? They're just people after all," Ian exclaimed. His father looked at him quickly before slapping him and making him fall.
"I better never hear words like that ever come out of your mouth again." Ian looked up from the ground in total surprise. His father had never hit him before.
"Ye-ye-ye yes Dad," Ian said scrambling to his feet as people started to stare at him in the gravel.
"Good. Now lets go to Lucy's for brunch."