I thought you guys derserved a little something, so I gave you the first part of what I have done so far, enjoy
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Lets start at the beggining, my name is Indy. I'm 15 years old, I don't have very many hobbies except for daydreaming. When I was a kid, I think I might have been a real pain in the ass, because I barely had any friends except for my brother Derrick and a kid that lived down the street named Mason. Because I was around boys so often, I acted like one, too. I kept my hair short, was kind of violent, I even wore their clothing. This caused a lot of problems to happen to me. Most of the girls made fun of me and treated me like dirt. One time a girl spilled milk all over me, and I got so mad I punched her in the face. My principal told my parents about it, and that's when the arguing started. My mom wanted me to start acting more feminine so the girls would accept me, while my dad thought that I should just continue being myself. They yelled at each other so much, my mom moved away to an apartment, I haven't heard one word from her sinse I was like 8.
With all this to sink in, so people think I should get medical help, like a thereopist or something, but I can handle it, I mean, it's not like they're dead. And I don't get the same treatment as I used to, because now, I don't exist. Everyone treats me like I did die or something, nobody acknowledges my existence. My teachers don't ask me questions or actually grade me, the other people at school don't look at me or talk to me. But, I don't really mind it, if I was acknowledged, id be right back where I started, so its not a burden. Its just lonely.
