ABSTRACT
I went through a lot when I was a boy. They called me sissy, punk, freak and faggot. If I ever went out to friends’ houses on my own, the guys would try to catch me, about eight or twenty of them together. They would run me. I never knew I could run so fast, but I was scared. They would jump on me, y’know,’cos they didn’t like my action…. Sometimes white men would pick me up in their car and take me to the woods and try to get me to suck them. A whole lot of black people have had to do that. It happened to me and my friend, Hester. I ran off into the woods. My friend, he did it … I was scared.
