I jump awake as my alarm goes off, and I groan. It's already morning? I stand up, my legs stiff and sore. My back cracks a little, making a noise that has always satisfied me. Walking over to my dresser, I pass the mirror and see my reflection. Revolting. My brain has a million thoughts at once. Disgusting. Ugly. Not worthy of love. I try to clear my head, but let's face it, that never works. My eyes move from the mirror and back to my dresser. I pick out a random shirt, and it happens to be my favorite one. It's a Panic! At The Disco shirt I got back in 2011 at Hot Topic. I pick out a pair of black skinny jeans and put them on. I don't want to change my shirt. I hate the sight of my chest. Luckily my breasts aren't large, so they aren't too visible. My eyes shut tight and I change my shirt as fast as possible, not daring to open an eye.
I go back to the mirror, hesitant this time. My hair is dark brown, shoulder length and choppy. I'm pretty short for a 15 year old, but I'm okay with it. Otherwise, I hate everything. My face, my name, my body. Mom always wanted a little girl. She thinks she has one, because all she sees is her child's body. She doesn't see her child's mind. I'm not sure how she would feel if she saw it.
((hey guys! so this is the first chapter so far, most chapters will be short like this, because I don't have much time. but I really hope you like it! I'm having fun with it so far. ++ if there are any grammar mistakes or anything, please comment and I'll fix it! ~Jess))
YOU ARE READING
corey ~ a transgender story
Teen FictionI wasn't born in the right body. My parents don't agree. They see me for my body, not my mind. My name is not Brenna, it's Corey. Why can't anyone understand? I don't get it. And trust me, it's NOT just a phase. ******WARNING****** SOME CONTENT MAY...