History Of The Object in English:
Getting used to my new classmates in the 10th grade was damn hard. Rumors about my sexual orientation were only making things worse. One day the main daredevils pulled my school journal with a cover picture of the “t.A.T.u” girlsband, started throwing it round and drawing dirty stuff on it. Suddenly one of them pulled a piece of broken glass and started approaching me, saying “You, lesbian!” over and over again.
A fortituous entering of a teacher rescued the situation. I was stroke by hysterics, don’t remember how did the shoolday finished. But after the classes I headed straight to the hairdresser’s and did a boy’s haircut. In the morning I pulled the men pants, a shirt and asked Dad to lend me his old blue tie.
When I entered the classroom, everybody was silent. Since that day all the bulling went through.
Anna, born in 1986, Chelyabinsk
This story was collected as a part of a collaboration between Coming Out and The Unstraight Museum called "The Artefacts", in connection to the Queer Fest 2015 in Saint Petersburg.