The First Day

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   Christina Cook is my legal name. Christian is my real name. I've never felt like a girl ever since I was little. There was one time where I told my mom at age 6 that I wasn't a girl, I was a boy. She just brushed it off as if it was a phase.

    It wasn't a phase, as I grew older, I never had a girl that was my friend and I almost always wore boy clothes, except for those times my mom forced me to where a dress. Don't get me wrong, I love my mom, but she was just confused. So was I, when I became 14, I did a very large amount of research on what it meant to feel like a boy your whole life.

    Then, I saw it! The answer to my question, who am I? The word was transgender. I knew it all along, I am a boy. So, I started to call my self Christian Ister Cook.

   When I turned fifteen I told my brother, he accepted me for I am. Then, he came out to me, my brother is gay, I'm so happy him and I both found out apart of who we are. At that time my brother was 17.

   Now he's 18, senior in high school and I'm 16, sophomore in high school. Our mom is a lawyer, she is busy all the time, though there are times where we do get to spend time with her. She's a loving mom, but I'm not sure she'll accept me. And don't ask about my dad. I have never met him, and I'm angry at him for leaving the way he did.
    
     I'm moving schools and tomorrow I'm going to a new school, hopefully this will be a good new start.

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