NCOD monologue

This is a monologue/poem that I wrote for National Coming Out Day that I performed. It's written to my younger brother (first person I came out to). \*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\* We're standing at the McDonalds in the little...

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Behind Locked Doors | Part 8

The clock in the car read 2:32. Each passing minute took forever, then once it passed, it seemed like it went by way too fast. I sat in the back seat of one of the undercover police cars. Bosh sat in the driver's seat and Zig was stationed in...

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Blindsided

A simple bite, that's all it took to turn a life of fame and luxury to a life of fear and uncertainty. Just a week ago you couldn't go through a person's movie collections without seeing Ron Janis's name on at least five of the cases. The media...

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Behind Locked Doors | Part 9

_14 years earlier_ "Alright Allen now don't go running off, stay on the playground" my dad said as I started running towards the playground at the local park. Dozens of little paws scampered around the playground swinging, running, and laughing....

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Behind Locked Doors | Finale

"What the hell are you doing here Kyle?" I asked both scared and nervous. For a moment, I forgot where I was. The realization that Kyle was at this house was something that I couldn't grasp. Seeing John here was shocking enough, but Kyle as well? It...

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