Bi-Sexual Male / 35
Homophobic Public Humiliation.
When I was 12 years old I had a teacher who was pure evil.
I had a best friend who had been best friends with me since kindergarten. We did pretty much everything together. Sleepovers were at least monthly since first grade and in the summer for a week at a time alternating homes. My parents and his parents were very happy because they could take turns being relieved of daily responsibility of watching us though that should not have been a particularly difficult job as we were both straight A students, never got in trouble and we were both very quiet introverts who spent half our time reading books and the other half talking about what we had most recently read. For all intents and purposes we were a two boy book club.
Michael sat behind me in Math class and in front of me in Social Studies. in the seventh grade, the only two classes we had together. One day in Math class Michael put his hands on my shoulders and gave me a fifteen second massage. It felt good. He knew I had a headache. It seems it helped. This was not a sexual thing. Neither of us thought about the other in that kind of way. He told me later that his mother did that to him when he had a headache. Later after lunch in Social Studies I returned the massage, less skillfully but for about the same duration. Miss Satan caught us. Miss Satan decided that what we did was proof that we were homosexual lovers. Miss Satan then made us stand together holding hands in the front of the class and ridiculed our friendship in front of the whole class then commanded us to kiss each other on the lips while she led the entire class in songs of ridicule making heavy use of a word that begins with the letter F. She told us both that we would both fail her class for the year if we didn't demonstrate our love for each other with that 15 minute kiss. All the while the entire class screeched in joyous laughter taunting us the entire time. Then we both got an F for the day anyways.
Every day for the rest of the school year we both got an F. We were told that if we EVER complained to either our parents or the principal or anyone else, then the video she made of us making out in front of the class while holding hands would be sent to our parents, all the school, the other teachers, the principal and would be posted on line. Every time she was alone with either of us for the rest of the school year she would call us filthy "f***ots. " She frequently taunted us about how we were going to go to hell and how Jesus hates us and on and on.
Finally the ordeal of seventh grade was over. We both failed Social Studies class. The following year while we were both in the 8th grade one of her new crop of seventh grade social studies students committed S***ide. We heard that he too was ridiculed in a similar way. An investigation ensued. The state police got involved. They found the video of my best friend and me being forced to kiss in front of the rest of the class. She was arrested and charged with enough crimes that the seas will rise 230 feet before she gets out.
My record and my friend's record were corrected. We were both given A's in seventh grade Social Studies class. We did end up getting an apology. We also begged them not to tell our parents. They ignored us. His parents decided to move to another town. My parents forbade me from having further contact with my best friend since kindergarten because they felt that our homosexual relationship was inappropriate. We didn't have a homosexual relationship but the video the authorities showed to my parents and Michael's parents proved to both sets of parents that we were lying. We weren't but in the end that Social Studies teacher won. My parents would not let me go to college because they were afraid I'd get AIDs from a male room mate. So I ended up going to a community college.
I had a couple of years of counseling. As part of that I joined group therapy. In group therapy I learned I was actually bisexual when a really cute 18 year old boy kept flirting with me and I found myself attracted to him. So the very thing my parents feared would happen they ended up causing. Because honestly, I was really looking forward to going away to college with Mellissa who I had been dating for over a year but essentially my parents broke us up and well there it is. Life is complicated, so is love. But hate is worst of all.
I had a best friend who had been best friends with me since kindergarten. We did pretty much everything together. Sleepovers were at least monthly since first grade and in the summer for a week at a time alternating homes. My parents and his parents were very happy because they could take turns being relieved of daily responsibility of watching us though that should not have been a particularly difficult job as we were both straight A students, never got in trouble and we were both very quiet introverts who spent half our time reading books and the other half talking about what we had most recently read. For all intents and purposes we were a two boy book club.
Michael sat behind me in Math class and in front of me in Social Studies. in the seventh grade, the only two classes we had together. One day in Math class Michael put his hands on my shoulders and gave me a fifteen second massage. It felt good. He knew I had a headache. It seems it helped. This was not a sexual thing. Neither of us thought about the other in that kind of way. He told me later that his mother did that to him when he had a headache. Later after lunch in Social Studies I returned the massage, less skillfully but for about the same duration. Miss Satan caught us. Miss Satan decided that what we did was proof that we were homosexual lovers. Miss Satan then made us stand together holding hands in the front of the class and ridiculed our friendship in front of the whole class then commanded us to kiss each other on the lips while she led the entire class in songs of ridicule making heavy use of a word that begins with the letter F. She told us both that we would both fail her class for the year if we didn't demonstrate our love for each other with that 15 minute kiss. All the while the entire class screeched in joyous laughter taunting us the entire time. Then we both got an F for the day anyways.
Every day for the rest of the school year we both got an F. We were told that if we EVER complained to either our parents or the principal or anyone else, then the video she made of us making out in front of the class while holding hands would be sent to our parents, all the school, the other teachers, the principal and would be posted on line. Every time she was alone with either of us for the rest of the school year she would call us filthy "f***ots. " She frequently taunted us about how we were going to go to hell and how Jesus hates us and on and on.
Finally the ordeal of seventh grade was over. We both failed Social Studies class. The following year while we were both in the 8th grade one of her new crop of seventh grade social studies students committed S***ide. We heard that he too was ridiculed in a similar way. An investigation ensued. The state police got involved. They found the video of my best friend and me being forced to kiss in front of the rest of the class. She was arrested and charged with enough crimes that the seas will rise 230 feet before she gets out.
My record and my friend's record were corrected. We were both given A's in seventh grade Social Studies class. We did end up getting an apology. We also begged them not to tell our parents. They ignored us. His parents decided to move to another town. My parents forbade me from having further contact with my best friend since kindergarten because they felt that our homosexual relationship was inappropriate. We didn't have a homosexual relationship but the video the authorities showed to my parents and Michael's parents proved to both sets of parents that we were lying. We weren't but in the end that Social Studies teacher won. My parents would not let me go to college because they were afraid I'd get AIDs from a male room mate. So I ended up going to a community college.
I had a couple of years of counseling. As part of that I joined group therapy. In group therapy I learned I was actually bisexual when a really cute 18 year old boy kept flirting with me and I found myself attracted to him. So the very thing my parents feared would happen they ended up causing. Because honestly, I was really looking forward to going away to college with Mellissa who I had been dating for over a year but essentially my parents broke us up and well there it is. Life is complicated, so is love. But hate is worst of all.
