Ok...ok...
This time your going to do it, no backing down...
Ok, take a deep breath...
I can do this.
You can this Thomas.
Or Emily, I don't really know now but one thing at a time.
Just tell them and get it over with.
C'mon you can do this.Lots of kids my age have come out the closet to their parents with no trouble.
But then again, not many parents are like mine. I'm not sure how they're going to react to something like this.
Oh look at me. Speeding straight ahead. Even in this mirror you look stressed out, Thomas. Let me start again...
As you may know my birth name is Emily but my trans name is Thomas. All my life I knew I wasn't the gender that was assigned to me at birth. I felt like I was boy trapped inside a girls body. At age eleven that's when I found out what a transgender was. I wasn't really certain that I was that but now, when I am aged fifthteen I think I know who I am. Sort of. To be honest I'm not even sure what my sexuality is yet. I think I'm questioning. Which is ok, isn't it? I mean, in this day and age there are so many interesting sexualities. There's not just gay and straight (or ally) anymore. You could be bisexual, where your attacted to both males and females or pansexual, where it doesn't matter what gender you fall in love with. There are even some people who don't even want to have sex with anyone, let alone be in a relationship. I think there called asexuals or aromatics. I really don't know there are so many sexualities, but I do know from what I've seen that you've just gotta like what you like.
But my parents aren't like that.
I come from a very intellectual family. My parents are doctors. Very high in their fields. My dad works in phycology and has all these fancy degrees while my mum is a Nero surgeon and she had to go to some place like university to get all those qualifications. Some say I'm not even their daughter. I'm like the complete opposite. They want me to go to some snobby private school and make friends with some group of stuck up spoilt girls. Whilst I want to go to a a normal state school and actually make some cool friends. They want me to go into the same field as they do and study something like micro biology. Whilst I dream to be a performer one day.
Ever since I was little I loved dance. It was the one moment where I could just forget about everything and where it was only me. I don't care how wealthy I am. I just want to dance for a living.
So that's the reason I'm telling them. I need to just get it out. It's something that's been screaming in my head whenever I see them. All though dinner it was like that. I can hear them downstairs now. They're probably talk about the documentary that they've just watched.
My hand was shook as I turned the door knob and I stepped downstairs with tembling feet. My heart's beating so fast, pounding against my ribcage. My hands are clammy. My stomach twisted itself into knots.
Here we go.
"Um mum, dad?"
They looked up from the living room couch that they were sitting on.
"Yes sweetie?" Mum beamed.
"Um...c-can I talk to you guys about something."
"Urm sure yes." Said dad. I took a deep breath and sat on the couch in front of theirs.
"Ok." I began, rubbing my knees nervously, "Where do I start? Um, well you know in this day and age there are not just two genders: boys and girls. There's so many more. And um...I er..."
My mum and dad were chortling.
"Oh yes so many 'magical' genders."
"What are they even doing anymore?"
"I know, I mean come on."
"Oh I identify as this and I identify as that."
This went worse than I expected.
I looked at them.
In almost confusion, they looked back at me and at the boys t-shirt that I was wearing, and the boys jacket, and the boys jeans, and my short hair, which I got cut last week and which mum thought as 'unladylike.'
Their faces fell when they realised:
Their sweet little girl was transgender.It's in moments like these where you just want to dissappear. Where you want to just evaporate and all your existence on the earth, demolished.
A.N
So how was the first chapter? Hope your liking the story so far. Any questions just comment and please vote. Sorry if I don't update as much, school and everything.-Nelly Xx
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Teen FictionOk...ok...this time your going to do it...no backing down...ok, deep breath... I can do this. You can this Thomas. Or Emily, I don't really know now but one thing at a time. Just tell them and get it over with. C'mon you can do this. Lots of kids...