I couldn't think at all today at school. All I could think about was my dad hating me. I tried to talk to my friends about my dad, but the thought of them hating me too haunted me. I couldn't even focus in any of my classes. I completely flunked on all the quizzes I took. And of course the day I can't focus is one of the days where almost every class has a pop quiz. "Kasper, you looked concerned when you were taking your quiz today," Ms.Redding asked politely. She was my favorite teacher, and I've told her that. And, she was totally okay with me being transgender. She is the only teacher that I feel comfortable talking about my "situation" with. She has a PHD in teen psychology, so that is one of the reasons why I'm able to talk to her. "Yeah.. just my dad," I replied. "Did you tell him yet? He needs to know," she said. "Uh, I better get to Math now," I said as I started to walk out the door. "You can always talk to me, I hope you know that," she said supportively.
"Thanks"
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Baylie
Ficción GeneralInspired by @slothsinabucket. Go check out her story- Riken. Baylie's point of view when transitioning from a male to a female.
