When I was younger I used to dress in girls clothes. I don’t know why I just did. They always told me how pretty I was everyone did. They never knew I was a guy except my hair was a little short. Everyone liked me, guys wanted to date me, girls wanted to be me. Little by little I kind of I wanted everyone to know who I was if the guys would still like me. Stopped wearing lip gloss stopped wearing skirts but still wore girl’s jeans. The guys and girls started to notice that maybe Sasuke wasn’t a girl they were freaked out. They started to beat him up after school calling him a fag, ugly any name they could think of. After that I would start shaking out of fear if anyone came near me. When I was walking home one day this was one of the scariest times of the day for me anyone could come, then a blonde haired boy with whiskers walked near me I started shaking and then he said in the softest voice “I still think your pretty I think your prettier now I think your beautiful” I froze and he walked away. He said just what I wanted to hear he accepted me. I never saw him again I didn’t even know his name though yet I think I liked him a lot. Everyday at school I would hope to see him but I didn’t. I know he wasn’t just a dream there was no way he was a dream. The bullying continues forever. I still haven’t seen him I love him he was the only guy to be nice to me ever since I revealed myself. Even my father would abuse me my whole life. My father would scream at me the most horrible things you could think of. My mother she couldn’t save me she was too afraid. I would scream “Mommy! Mommy! Make him stop hitting me! Please mommy please!” and she would just sit there in a corner and cry.
We moved. I am older now wiser I have accepted that the blonde boy was just a dream but still he seemed so real.
Now I’m in a new town a new school new everything. I am far away from all the bad memories. In this new school no one is kicking me calling me a cigarette because they don’t know and they never will. The guys are trying to make friends with me. (The shaking has stopped) The girls are all over me and I don’t really enjoy that and the guys are telling me how lucky I am that I could get any girl I wanted but I don’t want any of course can’t tell them that. There is this one girl who makes me want to puke. I think her name was uhhh… Sakura the one with pink hair she is the worst of all of them. And there is this one boy who keeps on staring at me I don’t know why. I don’t know what his name is yet he seems so familiar but there’s no way I know him I feel so close to him.
Who is this guy??