I just woke up from a two hour nap. My eyes puffed up from sleeping and crying. I can't totally remember what happened before I cried myself to sleep but I know it's something to do with not being "normal". My mom yelled and yelled "STOP BEING TRANS YOU'RE A GIRL NOT A BOY!!" that's when I knew I was in a tough time. I was fourteen at the time, young and very very transgender. I didn't care what people thought as long as I was happy for who I am and want to be. I ran to my room slammed the door shut still hearing my mom blabbering about how stupid I am. "Whatever" I thought no one even cared about me not even my dog Murphy every time I went to pet him he either growled or ran away. All I needed was friends. Someone I can talk to, someone who understands me. "OH NO" I thought "SCHOOL IS TOMORROW!!!!" It was my first day of eighth grade! I wasn't ready at all. I wondered if people will bully me this year like last. They didn't know now I have changed. Before I went to bed I went to the bathroom my hair long and straight very very thin. I thought "Why can't I be normal. No one loves me" I made a decision... I must cut my hair. I locked the bathroom door with the small knob and opened all the draws until I found scissors, "finally" I whispered I stood up. Looked in the mirror, and just cut it short... after I was done I thought "wow this.. this is so me" I said with a small smile. Ever since I was I turned trans I haven't smiled since everyone was cruel. I walked back to my room after cleaning my hair and got my pj's on. I covered up and with a blink of an eye I was asleep.
