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When I Close My Eyes
I Can See Miles of Headlights
It's the 5th of November. 
5th-Nov-2008 12:09 am
b/Ani Pensive
I know there's no way I can convince you this is not one of their tricks, but I don't care. I am me.

My name is Valerie. I don't think I'll live much longer, and I wanted to tell someone about my life. This is the only autobiography that I will ever write, and God, I'm writing it on toilet paper.

I was born in Nottingham in 1985. I don't remember much of those early years, but I do remember the rain. My grandmother owned a farm in Toodlebrook, and she used to tell me that God was in the rain.

I passed my eleventh class and went to a girls grammar. It was at school that I met my first girlfriend. Her name was Sarah. It was her wrists, they were beautiful.

I thought we would love each other forever. I remember our teacher telling us that it was an adolescent phase that people outgrew. Sarah did...

I didn't.

In 2002, I fell in love with a girl named Christina. That year I came out to my parents. I couldn't have done it without Chris holding my hand. My father wouldn't look at me. He told me to go and never come back. My mother said nothing. But I had only told them the truth, was that so selfish?

Our integrity sells for so little, but it is all we really have. It is the very last inch of us. But within that inch, we are free.

I'd always known what I wanted to do with my life, and in 2015 I starred in my first film, The Salt Flats. It was the most important role of my life, not because of my career, but because that was how I met Ruth.

The first time we kissed, I knew I never wanted to kiss any other lips but hers again. We moved to a small flat in London together. She grew Scarlet Carsons for me in our window box, and our place always smelled of roses. Those were the best years of my life.

But Americas war grew worse and worse, and eventually came to London. After that, there were no roses anymore. Not for anyone.

I remember how the meaning of words began to change. How unfamiliar words like collateral and rendition became frightening. While things like norsefire and the Articles of Allegiance became powerful.

I remember how different became dangerous.

I still don't understand it. Why they hate us so much.

They took Ruth while she was out byuing food. I've never cried so hard in my life. It wasn't long 'till they came for me.

It seems strange that my life should end in such a terrible place, but for three years I had roses, and apologised to no one.

I shall die here. Every inch of me shall perish. Every inch...

but one.

An inch. It is small and it is fragile, but it's the only thing in the world worth having. We must never lose it or give it away, we must never let them take it from us.

I hope that whoever you are, you escape this place.

I hope that the world turns, and that things get better.

But what I hope most of all, is that you understand what I mean when I tell you that, even though I do not know you, and even though I may never meet you, laugh with you, cry with you, or kiss you, I love you. With all my heart.

I love you.

Valerie.
Comments 
5th-Nov-2008 07:17 am (UTC)
This is... certainly not in accordance with the politics of flist at the moment. Oh, it's so beautiful and heartbreaking. What is it?
5th-Nov-2008 07:20 am (UTC)
This is Valerie's story, from the movie V for Vendetta. (Remember remember the 5th of November etc.)
5th-Nov-2008 08:04 am (UTC)
I have been meaning to see that movie. Now I really, REALLY must see it. =)
6th-Nov-2008 11:04 pm (UTC)
V. appropriate.
-J
p.s. *glanceglance* come over to my lj and talk with me about Prop 8. I've been doing a lot of reading on the fallout, and I now I'm ready for the hashing-out-what-I-really-think-by-talking-about-it part
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