I've been crying

for the past two days.

I had finally told my parents

about me liking Nick.

They thought I was joking

and laughed it off

like it was nothing.

But me being me,

I insisted

until they realized

that I wasn't lying.

My daddy's face turned so red

and mommy's face turned white.

Seconds barely passed

before a harsh,

painful sting encased my cheek.

Daddy had slapped me,

and it wasn't long

before he was yelling.

I think I almost went deaf

and my tears didn't help.

Though, mommy

just cried.

She couldn't even look at me.

I felt dirty,

wrong.

If my parents

couldn't even accept the fact

that I had feelings for a boy,

how would everyone else

react?

Twelve days until my birthday.

~Daniel