The Suicide Boy

part 5

3rd grade year was about to start and I finally was moving schools and I was excited. I thought new school new start and friends but what I didn't know was it was about to get worse. I was scared cause I didn't know anyone. I had long hair and my brothers cloths on. I tried to pass (pass meaning go off looking like something, someone, or a certain gender to fit in) as a guy but when the teacher called me by my first name everyone maid fun of me and laughed. That day I asked to go to the restroom and as soon as I got into the girls bathroom I looked in the mirror and punched my chest. Imagine this, one morning you wake up and your in the opposite sex's body and stuck with it the rest of your life and try and tell people your gender that you believe you are. A few months past and I was staying the night with my mom, my first thought that popped into my mind was, fuck. My mom loved to dress me in girl cloths. The day went by slow and soon enough there was my mom to pick me up. I never wanted to go but later that night me and her got into a fight over putting on girl cloths and yet again she won. The next day comes got school and my mom makes me put on these girl cloths and honestly killed my soul. The cloths were leggings, girl undergarments, a training bra, a white shirt with ruffles, and my hair in a pretty little pony tail. That day on I got maid fun of up until 5th grade. The memories still haunts me of what my mom had me put on. Well again I asked to go to the bathroom and I brought my backpack, but what the teachers didn't know is I had a blade, so I went the bathroom and let the blade slide from my legs like a color pencil that drew crimson.

Thank you guys for reading if you want to read more please check out part 6.