Robert

Your father's name was Robert. He was a young man, happy, content with everything he had. But there was one problem, and that was about five years ago. Before you were born.

From the moment you were born, everything was terrible for your father. He hated children with all his heart, and then he had a child. His wife left him too, because she didn't want to bear the burden, so you were left alone. Your every cry, laugh, and pain—all of it infuriated your father. He was apathetic towards you. He washed you, fed you, and put you to bed with disgust, but he did it anyway, because he knew it was for the best. A couple of years passed, and you turned four. One day, your father was sitting in the kitchen reading the newspaper. You just wanted to play with him, so you started tugging at his pants and laughing loudly. Your father looked displeased.

• Listen, maybe you should play alone? I'm busy right now.

You got upset and made a dissatisfied face.

Well, why are you gay?