Happiness

The end of a long wait

Greg was sitting on a bus staring out the window vacantly lost in the depths of his mind. He would see his Stacy today for the first time and butterflies swarmed in his stomach. His entire body shook with excitement and fear as he wondered what she was doing. There was an hour left til he got to where he needed to be. A beautiful seaside town there was a hotel right by the beach and he took a deep breath. It was a weak attempt to tame his butterflies but he was glad for them, they only made him think of her more.



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Her Mother's Daughter - Chapter 1

Her Mother's Daughter
by Barbara Lynn Terry

Prologue

The following story is completely fictional, and is not intended to portray any real persons, living or dead; nor does this story portray any real university, sorority, fraternity, or educational structure. Should there be any person or persons who have had similar experiences that appear in this story, or there is any sorority or fraternity with these names, it is strictly coincidental.

Chapter I



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Darkness Is Not My Thing

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Musetta' Waltz was an experiment that I guarantee you I will never venture into again. I wanted to write a story about the transgendered prisoner that Richard O'Donnell fell in love with and eventually married. The problem was she was a three time loser, and that was the reason she was there in the first place. As I said somewhere before, I was painted into a corner, after all pleasant events, supportive family, acceptance are not going to get someone in jail. In defense of Musetta's Waltz, it does get better, a lot better for her.

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The New Fallen Snow - A Poem of Fun

The only transgender element in this poem is that it is about me and a friend having fun in the new fallen snow.

The New Fallen Snow
by Barbara Lynn Terry

The day was beckoning me to get up



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The first day of the rest of my life, OR, The first day of my Real Life Test.

Today was the first day of my Real life Test...officially, that is. Unofficially I began on Sunday, spending the whole day and the following Monday, Memorial Day, as my real self.

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Acceptance

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Hello everyone! This is my first Blog ever. I'm a 30 MTF TS. Today I came out to my mom... *happy sob* S-she said "I known for years, and I love and accept you!" *cries some more* We talked and cried for almost a hour!*sniffle, happy sob* I really love her sooo much!!

Huggs,
Laura

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