Harry's stomach churned in horror as the familiar handwriting appeared over the page in response to his own. He tried to throw the diary away from him, but his fingers wouldn't move. Tears welling up, shaking in anger, his own writing scrawled messily over the page, fury evident in the shaky and harsh letters.
Why aren't you dead? What will it take?
There was a small hesitation, and when Tom began writing, he didn't answer Harry's question. I didn't think I'd hear from you again. Couldn't stay away, Harry?
Tears dripped onto the page, and Harry cursed, trying to tear the page, hands shaking with anger. I hate you! Why can't you just die? Y
I am gay.
I'm not a disease, I'm not a problem
I'm not an affliction
I don't need treatment.
I don't need help
I'm not sick
I'm not confused
I'm not a sin.
I am gay.
I'm your daughter
Your sister
Your friend
Your co worker
Your classmate
Your acquaintance
A complete stranger
I am gay.
I need love, just like you
I need smiles
I need support
I need a hug
I need a friend
I need a family
I need acceptance
I need understanding
I need you
I am gay.
I know what love is
I know what pain is
I know what hate is
I know what life is
I am gay.
And I need you to love me
The same way you loved me before you knew
I am gay.
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