A.N- sorry in advance for this chapter. Not been good recently and just haven't had the chance to update. Also apologies for the quality of this chapter. I'm trying, thank you. Xx
So here I am today. Not any wiser to what I am. To what I feel. But I do know what I'm not. I would spend night after night laying with my head on my pillow earbuds I'm listening to music and blankly staring at the ceiling. As if it would shout out the answers to me. So many questions still run wild around my head. More complex than a simple yes or no. More complex than a simple 16 year old mind can handle. But you know what doesn't help? Being called something you hate.
My name is Mackenzie. But it's not my real name. I hate my real name. Like those Brussel sprouts you mum makes you eat at Christmas, or that one person on social media you can't stand. I like the name Mackenzie, or Mac for short. It's a neutral name. No label to go with it. Just Mackenzie. Some people don't agree with it, and some people it's gonna be a hard change. Though how do I tell people I want to be called this? Do I even tell them? Nah I'll figure that out later. It's too hard for me at the moment.
YOU ARE READING
You don't know who I am. Neither do I.
Teen FictionMackenzie is a British high school student who is dealing with a lot of stress. Their sexuality, gender identity and school. Family isn't helping, but their friends are already there. Mac likes this someone however that someone doesn't know that the...
