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The Pains of Transgenderment, and the so-called Friends
The Crying Roses. A novelete by Stephanie on True life stories. (1)
" ...........don't pack your bags yet ! "sounded the pesky young lady."Ofcourse, there is still plenty of time and you don't need to be so reactive, you should know that we were only playing with you." I took a good look at Stella again and all i could see was mischief, absolutely mischief.Sometimes i actually wondered if she was really my friend.I certainly had my misgivings about her and to say the least i felt she could really stab me at my back.The other girls were laughing heartily away while i watched them in dismay."....i insist you must not go, i will help you fix your hair, and i will make you look like Princess of Whales." "The Princess of Whales is dead ! Why would you want to make me look like a dead person ?" i snapped hilariously.An outburst of hysterical laughter eroded the air, and the meddlesome girls were definitely having fun at my own expense.I actually felt it was time for me to leave the place, i had certainly had enough of the invectives and innuendos, atleast for a day."No ! .....you wouldn't look like a dead person, i will only make you look like a pretty girl !....or would you not want to look pretty ?" The thunderous laughter intensified, and this time around the girls were almost falling on each other."I am already pretty !" i said in anger."......and i certainly don't need your creepy hands on pretty hair !".Another outburst of laughter polluted the air, and all of a sudden it was as if i had just said the funniest thing in a day."Stop it there !",stella sounded in reprehension.".....you do not have to talk to me anyhow." "But you do talk to me anyhow so what difference does it make ?", i interjected sharply. ".....Oh wait a minute ! Do you want to compare yourself with me.Do you know what you are ? Get out of this place now you genderless creature !".In unmistakable scorn her eyes decended on mine as the other girls went into another paroxysm of laughter.I could feel the seething animosity in the air and one glance at the other girls made me feel so sick to my stomach.I was going to dash out of the salon at that moment, i had certainly had enough of the dilly dally, and i just did not want to hear one more word."Don't go yet !" said one of the girls".....we do still need you around to get entertained !.There was another paroxysm of laughter, and this time around i felt chagrined to the marrow of my bones.Immediately, i turned my back and dashed away."Wait !....baby girl ! wait" i heard from a close distance."Stupid thing ! Idiot ! Genderless creature ! Mad man !" i also heard as i made my way away in fury.The girls at the salon were doubtlessly unruly, and my so-called friend Stella was nothing but a wolf in a sheep clothings.As i walked down the street i felt a little relief.Good gracious ! I had left that crowd of cantankerous people.How good it was to be all alone, without no friend.Friends, as far as i was concerned could be a deceptive group of people who could even mock you to your face.Walking down the main road i averted the horrific glare of a group of boys.But somehow i thought i heard, stone him, whether it was my imagination or not i did not bother to find out.Instead, i took a speedy walk down the road and did not even realize when a crazy driver was about to mow me down."Faggot !" was all i heard.I took a keen look at the driver, perhaps he was a just learner. "........next time i will hit you hard ! Today is your lucky day !" Aghast, I walked way as carefully as i could.And this time around i looked less at passersby while i looked more at the motorist.I need to get back to my room, i thought, to get some rest. (The END
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