it was a dark november night, femboyhater's mom had just left the house to do some errands. femboyhater sighed, turned on his lady gaga music.
he'd always struggled with his self image, he felt he never really fit in anywhere. the raindrops hitting the window almost deafened out the noise from his heart beating fast.
he inhaled, turned heel and headed up the stairs. the stairs were creaking, his overweight body clearly taking a toll on them. he stood infront of his mom's bedroom door, hands shivering and feet quaking. he inhaled again and opened the door. he slowly made his way to his mom's closet. he opened the door, and all the clothes shining back at him lit up his face. he had finally found the courage. He slowly reached out his hand, reaching for a pink and yellow dress. He barely managed to squeeze into it, he felt his breathing being constricted. But that didnt matter, he finally felt free. all the years hiding himself, being ashamed and scared. he finally felt like himself. He rushed to try on everything in the closet, he felt like a kid on christmas. He finally learned to accept himself for the femboy he is, instead of hiding away. The end







