Story by Lajien
Compiled by Julia Miller

Hello everyone, Lajien here.

It's pretty obvious that TransSexual Syndrome (TSS) is fictional, even though some think that it's real and are being rude about it.

Anyway, I will be providing you with some information about the disorder.

1) TSS can go two ways, a child can be born a male and become a female due to this disorder and vice-versa.

2) TSS has severe psychological effects. It can cause depression and drive a person to suicide.

It was precisely eight in the morning when Heather’s alarm went off. The calm classical music was relaxing in the morning. She sat on her bed and stretched her arms before heading to the bathroom for a quick shower. In the shower, she couldn’t help but think about today. Deep down, she felt that their life was about to change dramatically. She knew that it would affect Ryan the most, but whatever happens, she can’t afford to lose her baby.

The Houstons entered their home together as a family.

“Boys, please change out of your uniforms and wear something casual,” said Jeff once they were all inside.

Heather followed Ryan to his room as he still hadn’t the privilege of choosing his clothes. Entering his room, Heather went straight towards his closet, chose a white sweater with skinny grey jeans, and left the bedroom so Ryan could change.

Ryan didn’t mind that much with mom choosing his clothes. The only problem was that everyone constantly mistook him for a girl. If he’s going to be mistaken for a girl, he may as well do what he likes. Ever since he was five, that was the reason he decided to let his hair grow.

Ryan walked through the hallway heading directly to Coach Damien’s office. Seeing that Ryan was so successful under his coaching, the school had decided to make an office just for coach Damien.

Reaching the coach’s office, Ryan started knocking on the door. “Come in,” the sound of coach Damien came from behind the door.

As Ryan entered, he saw coach Damien, a well-built, 6’5” man in his early thirties, sitting at his desk.

The Houstons are a family of four. The parents have two sons. Heather is the mom who works as a lawyer, and her golden blonde hair was a mess as she just woke up around 6:00 am. She needed to wake her sons and make them ready for school. First, she walked to her youngest’s room, 10-year-old Ryan Allen Houston.

While she had no favorites among her children, Ryan was her baby. He was the baby of the family. Not only was Ryan the youngest, but his 15-year-old brother George and his dad treated him as a baby. Ryan knew he was the family’s baby and learned to accept it even though he didn’t like it.

Walking to Ryan’s room, Heather opened the door and stepped in. Heather shook her head, thinking how cute her baby looked while sleeping. She chuckled at Ryan sleeping with his thumb in his mouth.

Carmen woke up as sun rays entered from the window. She got up and stretched her arms, happy to be home and with her mom. Leaving the bed in her nightshirt and leggings, Carmen left the bed and walked to her closet by habit.

Carmen was surprised to open the closet to see that all her old clothes were there. Quickly though, her surprise turned to a smile, knowing that her mom had kept her old clothes in place, hoping she would return one day.