LGBTQ+ Girls

Transgender Girl

"Mom... dad... this is hard for me to say, but... I'm transgender..." I say to my parents on coming out day. Coming out day is on October 11th, where a bunch of people come out of the closet to their friends, family, or anyone you want to.

"You are joking, right?" My father says to me. When he says this, my emotion changes right away. It goes from confident to worried in a flash.

"N-no..." I manage to stutter out holding back the tears.

"Get out." My mother says to me. I can't hold the tears back anymore. They start to roll slowly down my face.

"But mom I-"

"GET OUT OF OUR HOUSE!! NOW!!!" She yells at me, knowing that I hate people yelling. The tears fall faster, pouring down my face.

I run up to my room and get some clothes and other important things like money and put them in an empty school bag. I fill the bag and get my phone and headphones. I put my headphones around my neck and go back downstairs. I leave the house, slamming the door. I don't even say goodbye to my parents. They might as well be strangers at this point.

I go to a near by store to buy a cheap bag for food and a water bottle for drinks. I find a bag for only about $10 in US dollars. I find a water bottle for only $1. I decide to get some new clothes, so I get a white and black dress for only $10.

I buy my things, and go to a gas station to get food and change into something I like more than my current clothes. I change into the dress in the restrooms, putting my old clothes in my bag. I take out some make-up that I stole from Kim, my mother. I go to the mirror and put on the make-up. I also put on some earrings that I also stole from Kim.

Once I style my hair, I end up looking like the picture for this chapter.

I leave the restroom with my things. I buy some food, and fill my water bottle with water. I also buy a charger for my phone so I can still use my phone. I leave the gas station and sit down by it, with my phone. I turn it on and see that I got exactly 128 messages from my sister. She was at dance practice when I left. She already knew that I was transgender and she didn't mind. I read through the messages. They said things like, 'Where are you Ashley?' and 'What happened?' and occasionally there were some that said, 'Please reply to me Ashley, I'm worried about you'.

I replied to her and said, 'Kim and Andrew kicked me out of the house, I'm fine, don't come looking for me. I have a few hundred dollars, and some important things. I won't be coming back home any time soon, but maybe we can meet up sometime and hang out. Don't think of me as your sister anymore, think of me as a friend.'

'Can I call you please?' She asks me.

'Of course, as long as Kim and Andrew don't know who you're talking to.' I reply, as I stand up, and start wandering around the neighborhood. She calls me while I'm walking, and I answer right away.

"Hey there Amy, how are you?" I ask her, grabbing a snack from my bag.

"Good, other than you leaving." She says, clearly in her room so that Kim and Andrew can't hear her.

" Well that's good." I say unwrapping the chocolate bar.

"Why can I not come find you?" She asks me hesitantly.

"If you do find me, then Kim and Andrew will be mad." I say and I bite into my chocolate bar.

"Why do you keep calling mom and dad Kim and Andrew?" She asks me in a sad tone of voice.

"I don't consider them my parents anymore." I say before hearing a faint voice. I think it's Kim.

"I have to go, I'll text you later, k?" She says standing up.

"K, talk to you later Amy." I say hanging up.

God, I'm gonna be so lonely from now on...

I continue to walk around, eating my chocolate.

I go from store to store getting things I need. 3 weeks worth of food and drinks, clothing, some things to make an outdoor bed, and other things that I'll need. I count my money, and realize I only have $50 left.

I decide to get some things for spray paint art, including paints, cake pans of various sizes, a table, a brush, canvases, and other art things I needed.

I set up the things and started to paint, putting the paintings in a spot where they can dry. I also had a sign at the front of the table that said, 'Paintings only 50¢ and suggested paintings only 1$'. I also put up a tip jar.

One of the paintings I put up for people to see was lgbtq+ with rainbow colors around it. A lot of people didn't like it. They were telling me they liked all of the paintings except that one, or they were saying that it sucked, or that lgbtq+ people should die in hell. I was about to take it down, when I saw a few girls crowd around it and start complementing it.

"This looks really good, who made it?" One of the girls asked.

"I did. Do you like it?" I ask them.

"Yah, it's amazing." Another girl said.

"I was about to take it off of display..." I said in a sad tone of voice.

"Why would you do that?" A different girl asked me.

"It was getting a lot of hate, and I thought I would put a different one up instead." I said in a slightly happier tone of voice because they actually like it.

"You should make some more like this one. It's really good." The 4th and final girl said.

"I already did." I said grabbing a box of dry paintings.

"Really? Can we see them?" The 2nd girl asked me.

"They're scattered in this box." I said putting the box on the table.

Their eyes all got wide, and they started looking through the box. They all found ones they liked and took them out of the box.

The first girl took out one that said, 'Butch Lesbian' with the butch lesbian colors around it.

The second girl took out one that said, 'Bisexual' with the bisexual colors around it.

The third girl took out one that said, 'Acesexual' with the acesexual colors around it. She also took out one that said, 'Lipstick Lesbian' with the lipstick lesbian colors around it.

The fourth girl tool out one that said, 'Pansexual' with the pansexual colors around it.

A/n

Hey, so I have a new scheduled, that let's be honest, I'm probably not gonna stay with. Anyways, I'm only posting once a week now, every Saturday. Hopefully this makes it easier for me to get stories done. While writing this, it's Sunday February 10th, and I already have two stories done. I'm still looking for someone to help me write stories, so if you want to help me out a bit, it would be great if you could private message me and let me know. See you next week.

Ok, so it's February 10th right now, and I'm about to post this. Including this, I have 5 stories done. It's a weekend so I can write more, and I have notes on my monitor for when to post what. Hopefully that helps me. I also have notes in my calendar. All of the stories that I currently have ready were written by me, but some of them in the future may not be. I do help a lot with those ones though. Well... that's all I wanted to say, so uhh... bye.