We were at the house of our family friends. The youngest son Matthew and I were sharing a bedroom and the oldest son, Nick and my youngest cousin, Georgia, were sharing another bedroom. We were informed by their mother that Matthew had been beaten up on his way home from school the previous day.
As he was sleeping, he was constantly raising his fists above his head, as a defensive mechanism, and was reaching for a cup of water that wasn't there. I heard his mother say "From the moment I saw him put his fists up, I knew he was a Gay Boy!"
I went to get him a glass of water and had to walk through Georgia and Nick's room to get to the kitchen. I walked by Georgia's bed and she explained to me that Matt had told a boy at his school that he had feelings for him and the boy retaliated and bashed him.
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