"Stop!" I screamed "Please....Stop" I covered my head as i was continually getting kicked "No.....You Desurve This Faggot." My brother said as he stopped kicking only to start punching me. This continued for the next two hours or so like it always did. When he stopped I tryed to stand to get to my bed but failed by tripping and falling back on my face. Once I had gotten to my bed I curled up in a ball and tryed to sleep but I knew that wasn't going to happen because of all the pain I was in but I still tryed. It wasn't always like this between me and my brother. We used to be really close until 8th grade. That's when he found my journal where I kept my biggest secret. That I was gay. After my brother found out he told my parents and they came to my room to ask me if it was true and I told them it was they, left and we never saw them again. That's why my brother beats me, he blames me for what happened. And it's true, it is my fault this happened, it's my fault they left.