Posted by ClaraBelle on January 6, 2016 3:45 pm



     I raced out of my room only to see my cat, Mr. Mittens knocking over my sad fruit bowl. Out rolled a lonesome apple, as I picked up the apple (which now was more of a bruise than anything else) Mr. Mittens began to hiss at me. He elevated himself above me to try and show his dominance. Why was he doing this? Oh no. I ran to my bathroom and looked in the mirror. The image the laid before me was so terrifying that I started to cry. No wonder Mittens hissed at me it was not a dream. Being a man that carried a Y chromosome was now my reality.

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