Note: This is a transgender story so if you're transphobic you can not read this and you can leave America, also this is the only chapter where it's the boy's pov because it's a prologue okay? On with the literature
When I was younger I always felt this weird thing about myself, like I wasn't who I was supposed to be. I liked to play with trucks and I liked to make mud pies, my parents told me it was normal but I never felt like it was, I really started to notice it when you're at that time when girls notice boys and boys notice girls. I noticed girls and my parents told me it was normal, I guess they're just nice because everyone at school wasn't. I kept feeling that one feeling and when I got to high school it was stronger than ever, I had also found this place where I could feel safe and I made friends, and they told me I was normal too. Then one day I figured out why I felt weird for so long. I, am a boy.
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