Norm.

Norm.|| Short story

Meet me, Emily Green. I was a happy baby, Born to two loving moms who loved me uncontrollably.  Some people say, you turn out the way you were due to how you were raised. Problem with me is I had the most perfect parents anyone could ask for.  We were the definition of a  perfect all american family. 

I was only seven years old when I realized I wasn't like them. It all started at my uncle's wedding, I was happy he had found the man of his dreams. But it was at that wedding when  I had the first sinking feeling, that I wouldn't grow up to be like them. 

Sometimes I wonder If I had ignored how that flower boy made me feel, maybe I wouldn't have turned out to be this way. 

When I was ten years old,

I was playing with my friends, Jamie, Kevin, and Luke... 

"Hey maybe we should play house, Me and Emily can be the mommies, and you guys can be our kids" says Jamie as she fiddles with a stick on the ground.

Kevin stood up "Not fair ! Me and Luke should be the daddies"

 I have a better Idea than them all "How about me and Kevin be the mommy and daddy?"

They all became silent, and stared at me.

Jamie scowled at me " That's disgusting ... What are you a hetero?

" I am not !" 

"You are to ! Come on Kev and Luke, We don't want her hetero juice rubbing off on us." Jamie said while grabbing her book bag and so did the boys.There they left me there alone. But I couldn't understand, why was my suggestion so wrong? I couldn't see what they saw...

Now look at me, 15 years old and basically  the only girl in class that doesn't have a girlfriend. I'm such a loner. I didn't make the football team, and when I wanted to be a cheerleader, They told me it was an all boys sport.

People pound hateful words into my head everyday

 "Hetero"

"God hates people like you" 

" Ew you like boys."

 Well I wish I didn't. I wish I never like boys. I never asked to be this way.I never asked god to make me this way, but I can't help it, I can't change it, and I can't act like someone I'm not just to fit in to some sick order of society.

But I can't live like this .

As I look at the pills in my hand and I hear my moms screaming and pounding telling me to open the door. I just think about It.

I popped them in my mouth and swallowed.

Imagine a world where being "straight" was normal.

Now that's a world where I would fit in.

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This story was just a shortened version of the video above , and my little twist on it. If you want a good visual , check out the video above.