I get asked that a lot if I'm honest, what are you? Did you change because you liked girls? Were you abused by your family? Anything on those lines I've heard and every time it's the same honest answer.
"I'm not trans I'm just a tomboy!" My gritted teeth force me to answer every time no matter how angry it makes me feel I'm sick of it. Sometimes I just wish I could disappear, go to some place unusual where no one gets abused by their peers how I am, where everyone is treated with full respect. I forgot to mention my name, well it's Kristy and I'm 17 years old and still get treated like this. Well that's what my life has been since I cut my long golden locks - I got bullied and called Goldilocks - so I restarted died my hair brown and grew a long fringe. Always mistaken for a guy, always bullied and never left alone.
College is where my life has been spent dreading what's to come, unsteady on all grounds except one, drama! I failed English last year but passed Shakespearean drama with flying colours. Although all the girls on the streets look me up and down until they talk to me and realise I'm a girl, I'm normal like any other person at this college.
I have a different backstory which I believe makes me unique, even if it means you have one friend who is a janitor but has the most wise words to have existed. My parents abandoned me at 9 as I was apparently 'mentally distressed' because of my differences, my family was crazy on being normal people only my little sister had been understanding but she was my identical twin so if I was removed from the house hold it wouldn't make a difference she was younger by 3 minutes and had the same physical features as me until I changed. Where I'm staying now is what your probably thinking, I managed to find a shed but I personalised it into a hut (yes I still have some girly roots in my blood) it's small I admit but it's near the college so I don't have to walk far and theirs no rent or anything; I only have to buy my own Wifi and I'm all set... or at least I thought I was at 9 years old, 8 years alone doesn't have a good impact on health. I have no kitchen so I eat ready meals every night, the only exercise I get is my 3 minute walk to college in the morning and back and I have started talking to my photos ; they talk back to me, read me stories and everything am I paranoid?
