Emily walked home from school, her short-cropped hair ruffling in the breeze. Her family had always treated her like a boy, dressing her in pants and shirts, cutting her hair short. It was as if they wanted to erase her femininity.
Despite this, Emily's spirit remained unbroken. She had found solace in her school friends, who accepted her for who she was. Max, Jake, and Ryan were her closest buddies, and they shared a love for sports and adventure.
As she approached her mansion, Emily's thoughts drifted to the upcoming football game. She was determined to lead her team to victory.
The mansion's gates swung open, and Emily entered, her eyes scanning the familiar hallway. Her family's wealth was evident in the lavish decorations, but Emily felt suffocated by the opulence.
Sophia, greeted her warmly. "Hey, Emily! How was your day?"
Emily shrugged, dropping her backpack. "It was okay."
Sophia's eyes narrowed. "You know, Emily, you're growing up. Maybe it's time we started thinking about... feminine things."
Emily's scowl deepened. "No way. I don't want to be like those girls."
Sophia smiled knowingly. "You're unique, Emily. But sometimes being a girl isn't so bad."
Emily's expression softened, but her resolve remained firm. She liked being a tomboy, and she wouldn't change for anyone.
As the evening unfolded, Emily retreated to her room, lost in her own world. Her family's secrets lingered in the shadows, but Emily's innocence remained intact.
