CHAPTER TWO

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I had soon realized that life as a Transgender youth was not as easy as I expected. The fact of the matter is, people suck. Like seriously... they suck. I have been called every name in the book, "Tranny" and "Dyke" and "He-she-species" and more. I've been told to kill myself, I've been told to get myself into another Psychiatric Hospital, and even been told "No wonder your parents don't love you" among other things around those lines. It got so intense, people started to beat me and send death threats. I lost a lot of my friends because they "didn't want to be associated with an outcast" and stuff. I was called to the principals office and written up for "distracting others in education," whatever the fuck that means. I've been given detentions, in-house suspension, and falsely given "F's" in the classes of most Trans-phobia. I had only two teachers who were supportive of me, my Chorus teacher and my English teacher. I almost made the director of the group home give me home schooling. He refused, of course. He said he'd talk to the principal about the dire need of bullying prevention. If not, he would be pressing charges of the school version of discrimination in the workplace. It ended up being that they had a meeting on bullying prevention, starting the phrase "be a buddy, not a bully," which kids were inspired by it and turning it into the joke "be a bully, not a buddy." It was the corniest joke ever... but I mean, we were in Middle School. As we grew up, we all drifted into High School. I transitioned to the High School I lived closest to, Haverhill High School...HOME OF THE HILLIES! (That's our sports teams, our mascot is....wait for it....the THINKER! Yes, the old statue from Night at the Museum, Battle of the Smithsonian). I knew this school would be corny as fuck...totally.

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(A/N: Sorry this was a small chapter... I had a bit of a limited amount of time, being in the hospital in all. I have been using this as my school work, which I would normally have an hour, but today I only had a little over thirty minutes. I will not be able to update until Monday-ish (EST). SEE Y'ALL LATER, ILY)

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