To Whom It May Concern

Chapter 1

To Whom It May Concern,

My name is Dylan and no I am not a boy. I am very much a female. I am also not your average chick. I don't enjoy the frilly, girly flowery, glittery, pink clothes and accessories. I actually prefer to shop at stores like hot topic. I am very much into music. Loving all the cool bands that are currently considered to be cool. I'm here to actually just confide in you and spill my guts without being judged. That's what the internet does, right? People on the internet are fairly nicer, am I correct? Instead of just babbling on, I'll just get to where I wanted to begin my story. It's almost unreal actually so once I'm done and have this blog all filled up, you won't believe what you just read. It happened when I was 8 and I'm almost 18 now. It'll be a week until my birthday and I graduate. I've started to think that Dylan isn't my real name. I don't feel like a Dylan, I feel more like a Jennifer or something. I've moved around so much with my Uncle George. It's been hard for me to make friends but we've been in this same small town in North Carolina for a few years now, I graduate High School next week. Tomorrow is my last day of school and I am so excited. Finally I'm free. Uncle George doesn't want me going to college somewhere far away from him. He thinks if I did any college it should be at the community college or online. I guess he's just protective because he's had me under his protection for so many years. You see my parents died in a car crash while driving to pick me up at Gymnastics one night - they never liked staying, they were too busy - and that's when Uncle George came and picked me up. Things went pretty smoothly, despite the fact he wouldn't let me watch television or play on the computer. He thought it would brain wash me and make me into a lifeless kid/teen. Instead he had me reading, drawing and doing homework all the time. He still let me do Gymnastics but we moved around so much it was hard to keep up with. I eventually grew tired of it. To be honest, Uncle George doesn't know i'm on this computer right now. He should be home soon, it's 6:30 and he gets off work at 6. He wouldn't be happy knowing I was on here.

Until next time,

Dylan

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Authors Note:

Thanks so much for reading! Originally this story was going to be kind of like Perks of being a Wallflower but then I had another idea that popped into my head and this was born! I hope you enjoyed it. Please comment, and everything else! (Im still a bit new to wattpad) I will be updating this whenever I can. I'm super busy with school at the moment and it's literally been taking up my whole life. I'm rating this PG-13 for the time being. I'm not certain how this is going to play out exactly. I'm just letting it all flow. <3