I had never felt normal with my self…I was a 5 year old girl who never liked life I always wanted to mix with the boys but they never allowed this because you know what boys are like at they age they don’t like the ideas of girls being your friends. I was a smart child and my father always told me not to mix with boys because they only brake your heart so I never told just incase he got a pissed off but I also couldn’t tell my mum because she passed away when a drunken man smashed into the front of her car in the summer of 1993. So I just tryed my best to mix with the girls, I always felt like the odd one out when I was with the girls because I felt like a boy.
so as the years rolled on I was starting to be happier as a girl but I would still do anything to be a boy, I was 10 at this point and secondery school was just around the corner and my dad had got the impression that my every girl in the area was a slag so he put me into a girls school, I was furious and just couldn’t hold back my anger so as the summer holidays came I had an evil plan to run away on my mothers anniversary, it was 23rd of July and it was the last day of the school term and i enjoyed my last day with boys and girls.
My mothers anniversary was 6 days away I was on my best behaviour so my father didn’t suspect a thing I done everything a 10 year old would , played in the garden, went to my friends house and emptied the fridge. But before I knew it tonight was the night where I ran away from my fathers flat in suburban London. I packed my bag what I paid for with my weekly £30 pocket money. I took loads of essentials such as: Sweets, Healthy Foods, Toothbrush and paste and most importantly my clothes. As the clock struck 5:45 I heard my dad shout “dinner” but that was last thing I heard my dad say.
i jumped onto the second floor balcony from my third floor balcony and ran as fast as I could. I met Brittany at the local train station who gave me my last £150 and that was it… (TBC)
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