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The Powers of Prophecy

By Rori O'Keeffe

Copyright © 2018 by Rori O'Keeffe

Published at Smashwords by Rori O'Keeffe

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This story is a semi-biographical memoir. There are elements of both fiction and non-fiction within it. For the purposes of people's privacy, names and some locations have been altered.

Some of the actions by characters in this story are illegal in most jurisdictions, and the author does not recommend that anyone emulate these actions, or instruct others to do so.

Table of Contents

Title Page

Legal Disclaimers

Author's Foreword

The Powers of Prophecy

Midpoint of the Story

More by Rori O'Keeffe and Links

About the Author

Author's Foreword

The following story was related to me by Annie (not her real name,) and I present it pretty much as it was told to me. Consequently, narrative dominates over dialogue, which may be well suited for a fast-paced story. The structure of Annie's family was actually quite different than in this story, but the rest of the important details are accurate, save for people's names. Annie gave me permission to do this as a kind of coming out story, one that she tells me will have striking parallels to the experiences of other LGBTQ people. Few grow up and come out in perfectly supportive environments, and some suffer as extremely as Annie does in this story.

I hope that some reader or readers realize that they are not alone in their suffering, and that this story will help heal them of their traumas. If you know someone who is a member of the LGBTQ community, please use this story to appreciate how much courage it takes to come out, especially for the young, and how socially and even physically dangerous it can be. None of us are innocent of harming others, but we can all strive to be better in the future.

The Powers of Prophecy

Beware the greatest power of the prophetess: It is over her own actions.

Annie had had enough of being in the closet. It was time, she decided, to step out, reveal all the things she had been hiding, and move on in her life. She had been holding back for three years now the certain knowledge that she was a lesbian, and at the age of fourteen had achieved the self-confidence necessary to stop all the lies.

She had been raised by her parents, Ray and Sophia, to honour her word to others and be truthful. Being honest was a great family trait of theirs, but openness wasn't. Perhaps it never occurred to Annie's parents that honesty without a value of unconditional love for open behaviour would create so many conflicts in their two daughters, or maybe they really didn't want to know some things about their children's lives. In either case, Annie planned to tell all about her secret girlfriend and how happy she was with the relationship at family dinner that Sunday evening.

Annie showed up at the dining room table a little early and meticulously laid out all four of the place settings in perfect geometric symmetry, as though she was wishing at some level for all to go ideally following her assertions (confessions?) that she was gay. She sat at her chair as the bowls of food Sophia had placed on the table steamed away, glancing up anxiously and with a little trepidation at the crucifix over the doorway. She looked down and fidgeted with the ring she had bought with Christine, her sister, a few years earlier. Christine had also bought a ring, nearly identical to Annie's that day, and they symbolized to the sisters the promise to always be there for each other, no matter what might befall them.

Ray arrived at the head of the table, just a few feet in front of the doorway with the crucifix seeming to look down at the table, and pulled his chair out with a loud scrape of legs on the hardwood floor and sat down. Annie glanced back up at the crucifix and felt all the sins she had been committing swirling in her chest, then settling down to her belly where she now felt a resistance to eating. She felt tremendous grief and guilt wash over her as she bowed her head for the prayer spoken by Sophia, and tried to blot out from her mind the awareness that a Christian cross looks much a sword – or a man's genitals.

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