It's hard being Me

Chapter 1: Them v. Me

We are currently in the year 2020 where wars have almost started, wildfires running thru homes, forest, etc. famous people leaving the earth, a presidential election year, riots black lives mater, and last but not least... covid-19. Now, thats just whats happening on the outside but Lets get into the deep part of this story....Me.

A little to know about me is that Im a black African American male, 18, born and raised in Houston, tx. Love every inch of this place but it wasn't all peaches and cream my whole life. Grew up with only a mother here to take care of me and my siblings. Now I wouldn't call my father a dead beat because we still kept in touch thru out my life but it wasn't easy because there was allot and I mean a lot of family feud. From all I know is that he left when I was only 9 months and till this day I always wondered why but the same response I get from my parents is "your too young to understand." Witch I think is a load of bull but they sure do know whats right..or do they? Till the day I keep in touch with my father getting pieces  too the truth of this family every year from either my mom, cousins, father, siblings, who ever it was, what ever they said I believed it but should I?  I grew up with the hate for my father a little but you can't blame a boy that just wanted a father figure in life but you know what they say, "Cant always have what you wish for."

Its time to start going to school and I could assure you, you wouldn't wanna be in my shoes. I have basically been bullied almost every year of school and it was really on just one question that just sets me the hell of, "Are you gay?" Now if I had a dime for every time that question was asked ton me... Well, call me the richest man in the world. But to answer that question, no I wasn't gay back then but when so many people would ask you have to sit down and ask... "am I?" "Do I like boys?" "Should I like boys?" Im muslim so being gay is basically a sin but as I got asked that question more, people already choose for me if I was gay or not and I didn't really like what they have choose. So what else do you expect a young boy like me to do? I did what every smart person would do, ignore the fact that they might be right but hey, I'm too young to understand