And my heart started pounding and I could hear it, actually hear it.
I was staring at myself in the mirror at five in the morning.
I was wearing baggy jeans and a baggy dark green t-shirt.
I had on two sports bra's and my boobs were invisible.
And I chuckled...because I was happy.
I had my hair pulled back away from my face
"Hello, my name is Zach."
It sounded wrong.
"Hello, my name is Zachary Matthew Grayhallow."
"Hey, my name is Zach."
I close my eyes
"Wassup? My name is Zach."
It sounded right
I'm a boy and in this moment, I looked it.
I looked like myself
I was free
and then
"Averi, can you make coffee?"
Dad
His voice shattered everything
Oh, God
What am I doing?
I changed into skinny jeans and tight black long sleeved shirt
I took off both sports bras and put on a pink and purple lace push up bra
I let my hair down, it was touching my shoulders
"My name is Averi Margarita Reyes and"
I sighed
"And I'm a lie"
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I'm Not A Girl
Документальная прозаWarning! May have mentions of anorexia, rape, abuse, depression, suicidal thoughts, anxiety and self harm. A book about my struggles as a transgender teen. I am female to male. Read me rant about dysphoria, relationships, transphobes and just my shi...
