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getting settled

The plane ride was long, it gave me some time to think. Although my eye was burning (because of it being slit open) I refused to sleep. I had to look after my sister and I would not take my eyes off of her again.
But sadly as soon as I thought it darkness overtook my eyes. I couldn't keep my eyes (eye, to be specific) open. But as soon as I closed my eyes I was quickly awoken by Violet.
"Y/n, the plane landed." She shook me.
"I know, I heard." I told her.
We gathered our bags and hurried out of the airport.
'This town looks so small' I thought to myself.
We decided to look for a house around town. We had heard about a high school nearby called Derry Maine high school so we would need to live close to there. This seemed like a really homophobic town from the looks of it and being a gay trans man myself I knew we should have chosen somewhere else to live.
'time skip 2 days'
We found a decently priced house and I looked old enough to pass as a dad for my sister, so the people we bought the house from didn't question it.
I also found a decent looking used car for around $300 and the guy who sold it to me didn't question why I was buying a car so win-win. So after we finished getting the house all set up and furnished we finally had a place that we could call home. Only one problem, we had school the very next day. I had gotten us enrolled the day before. I had decided for the both of us that we would at least graduate high school, and if we didn't want anymore schooling after that then that would be fine.
It was around 9pm when me and Violet decided to crash. I insisted on her sharing a room with me because the master bedroom was huge and it was way to big for me. But she kept telling me that she wanted her own room. I knew better than to question her.
I slowly walked up into my room,
'Shit I have to take off my binder' I thought as I started to get into bed. I haven't taken it off in about 2 days which means there might be some marks on my ribcage.
I turned the lights off, the least I could do was make sure I didn't see my disgusting feminine body. I took off my shirt and then my binder. Without a shirt on I was vulnerable, in my own state of constant panic. The moonlight peeked through the curtains and shown on the floor, I looked at it, mesmerized by the light. But then I saw my reflection in the mirror. I had thought that the darkness would hide my boobs and feminine hips. But the moonlight that once mesmerized me, put my state of panic on full blast. I pulled my binder back over my disgusting form and put my dysphoria hoodie on. I guess I'm sleeping in my binder again. Tears streamed down my cheeks.
Why did I have to be born female? Why can't I be a real boy? I just want to be a boy.
Constant thoughts that I have every day.
Well at least tomorrows a new day.
Maybe?
Probably not.