What people tell you is always true. They never lie. No one ever tells half a story for their own personal gain. This is not the world society built up, not now and not ever. It is a sad fact, but it won’t change. Do the research. Don’t watch the world on television. Experience it. People are self-centered and self-motivated. They are also kind and forgiving, but it’s not something to be counted on. No one will broadcast how happy the world is therefore, only specific sides are shown to tell a specific story of which, is rarely the truth. People aren’t always accepting of what they don’t understand. They make assumptions because they are too afraid or lazy to learn more. I can’t claim that I’m not one of these people, because more often than I should I accept one story. …show more content…
I was in the backseat of my mother’s car. My little sister, Celeste, and I rode in the backseat. I was looking out the window to see the cotton field as I listened to the radio. My mom abruptly started speaking. She started to talk about the LGBT community. She told us about how some boys liked boys and some girls liked girls. I had previously heard a little about the gay community, but never thought much about the subject. Personally, I found it different but not wrong. My mother told me how it was against God’s will, and how all “ those people ” were going to Hell. I agreed. She was my mother. I was seven. Who was I to question her? She then proceeded to tell me about bisexuals, of which I had never heard of. She told me that they were just people craving attention. I am ashamed to say not only did I believe her, but I made fun of them. I never hated the LGBT as numerous of people do. I never understood them because I was told one story by my Mother, and that was enough for me. However, I did have a disgust for the idea, but not the