I woke up at a semi decent time. 2:30 a.m. I'm running off of a can of monster™. I'm wearing the same jeans, the same sweatshirt, same old run down converse. My school is fairly accepting so I'm pretty open about it.
I woke up before everyone else in the house, so I left. That's right I just walked the fuck out of that hell hole we call a house. Sure you can say that I'm crazy. That's probably because I am.
I saw a shadow while walking to school. It wasn't mine. It was someone else's. It was Jackie's. Sure my birth name and dead name is Jackie. I fucking hate that name.
I'm not crazy... Am I?
They can say whatever they want. I don't care anymore. IM TIRED OF PEOPLE'S BULLSHIT!!!!
YOU ARE READING
we all die anyways
Teen FictionJack is a FtM transgender. He faces descrimanation at school. He can't say anything at home about it though because he isn't out to his family and even worst they are HOMOPHOBIC. He is trapped in a cage. But he eventually gets out
