Chapter 17.2

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I lay there and cry silently, it's the only thing I can do. After a few hours my mum comes in and says, "Fiona, we need to talk." I sit up and look at her, wiping my tears.

"Do you still think you're a boy?" She asked bluntly, I hesitantly nod, "Yes..." she sighs and says, "You've made this choice, haven't you?" I can feel the anger again, "I didn't choose to be like this! I was born like this!" I say trying to hold my anger in the best I can.

"I cannot support you like this, you have a week to find a place to live. And it cannot be with your brother. I will check on him to make sure you're not there." Tears fill my eyes again as she leaves the room.

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