This is what my step father saw and he beat me half to death for it.

"It was the older women who had begun to call him Syna. They said that it was because he was more like a girl than a boy. The woman had not meant to be cruel, as the name only meant that he seemed not to fit in well. His mannerisms, and his gestures; the way he sometimes walked and spoke; so many things about him seemed more apt for a girl his age, than a boy. If she could only see him now, Dara thought, as she softly brushed his long reddish blond hair away from the side of his face. His latest curse was that the boy was pretty. His fine features were so like his beautiful mother’s that it strained her heart to look at him sometimes."

Sarah Lynn Morgan

He knew what I was. His response was wrong.

Gwendolyn