Personal Narrative Essay

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It looked like the whole of Shawnee turned out at the Santa Fe Depot late that day. Crowds gathered by the limestone building, an oddity resembling a Scottish lighthouse which now served as a historical museum. Gram, DS and Tracy putted up in the Nash only to find themselves swarmed by local and national news trucks, their spider-webbish antennas reaching high into the clear Oklahoma sky. "DS! DS! Richard? Mr. Straight? How is it to be back home again?" The Mayor of the City, a bloated little man, a hunter at heart and civic leader who lived his own code of Moral Re-Armament, personally ushered the group from the parking lot to a stage set up in front of the Depot's thick tower and multi-arched portico. The cameras followed relentlessly. DS recalled …show more content…
And cruelty will not be tolerated." The camera feed was live locally and editors were ready for the sound bites. No one expected such a salacious feast, though. "And for those who called me everything from faggot to queer to fairy all throughout my school years just because I didn't play sports or bully the next weakest kid," DS had to take a breath, “for all of those, and you know who you are, I can stand here today and say I don't care what you think. I have considered the source and it's pretty ugly. But for me, now and forever, it's in one ear and out both. Although I forgive, I will not forget." And then, without warning, he reached over to Tracy and pulled him towards him and gave him a thick, rich kiss on the lips. Whether Tracy was more shocked, or Grammy who mouthed her confusion, or the crowd, it really didn't matter to DS. After the kiss melted away, DS faced the cameras which, by now, were close-up. "Let's see if I'm still a hero tomorrow or if the bullies will have their