I found myself living with my parents again, only this time they wanted me to pay 300 dollars a month worth of rent and they still expected me to live by their rules. My sister had managed to move out and she lived in a ramshackle trailer that smelled something awful. It was a mixture of mildew and sulfur(from the water). She did her best to fix it up and make it look decent and the truth is, I was jealous of her.

Synopsis: The humorous, story of an eccentric TG author from inception to deception. Discover what makes Dawn so receptive to new ideas, sexual partners, and body parts. And learn about her confusing birth, her stardom at Little Darlings Playschool, her disastrous High School Prom, her formation as an amateur writer, and her prison stint and plural marriage in Nigeria.
 

And now... well, go look at my blog. The one titled, 'Fred,' that is.

Incident with a Baby

by shalimar

An incident between a Transwoman and a Baby

You can live with a lot of pain if it creeps up on you over a long time, so slowly that you have time to get used to it and don't even notice it's gradually getting worse and worse. You can live with a lot of pain if it's always been there and you've never known anything different. Then one day, for one reason or another, it goes away for a little while. And when it comes back, you realize you can't live with it anymore.

Tragedy of the Spirit Part 21 DEJA VU

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Life was always and has never been kind to me. If I could turn the clock back in time I guess I would wish I was never born.

Tragedy of the Spirit Part 18 Birthday, Friends and School for the Summer.

TRAGEDY OF THE SPIRIT PART 13 SUMMER AND SCHOOL....HOPE PERHAPS?

The Summer started off for me quiet. I knew what needed to be done for any posibility of a future.

Future..my definition is at that time unknown and unobtainable. I now realize years later. it was very much obtainable.

Here is a brief background of the minor things I've been through in my short life. I'm sure that there is more to come.

This is part of my autobiography, everything in here is true, I did not add anything to any of these events. If I did anyhting I left out some things as I don't really want to remember everything that has happened. Enough stalling... Here are parts of my life.

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Another fantasy, and it looks like dedications are gonna be the norm for these. I think these pieces are helping me, but writing them is really painful. I sat sobbing for a good two hours halfway through this one, and if you want to see the real story of what happened, it's in my blog on here. I'm not going to link to it, it's easy enough to find.

Third one of these. I'm definitely enjoying writing them, as it's always better to think of pleasant things. A fantasy of what might have been if events had allowed, this one set between the first two installments. Another dedication in this one, too, maybe I should go back and dedicate the first one to my mother...

Alright... the idea behind this is thinking back on how things have happened in my life badly. This is, on a basic level, I guess, my fantasy of how things could have gone. This was the first such scene in my life that occurred to me to write about. There may be more, but I don't know. This was difficult for me to write. Only about 1000 words, with the intro and title.