Fresh Start

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Hi. My name is Marz and this is my story. This includes love, betrayal, hurt, repressed feelings, and most importantly, gay stuff. My father goes by the name of Bill. I'm his only child. Me and my dad recently got away from my mother who was abusive and narcissistic. I don't have to see her so I live full time with my dad. He cares about me. A lot. I'll always love him for that. He makes me feel wanted. We moved from New York to Colorado. A big change. We lived in such a big city and now we live in such a small town. Oh yeah I'm a trans boy. So that's pretty hard. I came out right before we moved.

"May- sorry. Marz! Can you help me with these boxes?"

I nodded, went over to my dad and helped him carry some of our boxes out to the moving truck he rented.

"Don't call HER that. SHES your DAUGHTER. Call HER Mayzie."

My dad walked up to my mother and said "that is our SON and you will call HIM that."

After that I felt horrible so I just got into the truck. Dad got in with me, and with that, we leave our old life behind.

End of first chapter. I swear there will be longer chapters.

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