I don't own Pokemon.
Two little girls at the age of about seven or eight were playing inside at school during recess because it was snowing out and it was too cold to send the kids out to play. They had become very close within the past month or so. Most people wanted to be the blonde girl's friend but most didn't want to be the other girl's because she was poor. But the blonde little girl chose the red head over everyone else to be her best friend. The two girls were giggling happily at whispering their secrets to each other. They weren't really serious secrets, just funny things that had happened in their short lives. "I have a real secret this time." One said seriously. The other immediately stopped laughing and became serious.
"Really?"
"Yeah but I never told anyone this except my family. You have to promise me that you'll never tell anyone and you'll still be my best friend."
"I promise I won't tell." The other said. "And I'll always be your bestest friend in the whole world."
"Okay, then follow me." She said and the other followed her. The two girls snuck into the coat closet.
"How come we're in a closet?" She asked.
"Because I'm gonna show you something." The one with the secret said and found her backpack and took out her mini flashlight keychain. "You have to pinky swear you won't tell and you won't hate me."
"I pinky swear." She said and the two girls hooked their pinkies together. "And nothing could make me hate you."
"Alright. Here it goes." She said more to herself than to her friend. She pulled down her underwear and held up her dress with one hand. With the other, she put the flashlight up to her crotch.
"That's what boys have." She said and backed up a bit.
"I know."
"What's wrong with you then?" She asked as the other girl pulled up her underwear and put her dress down.
"I'm a transgender. I'm a boy on the outside, but a girl on the inside." She explained.
"That's…weird." She said and stared at her friend. The poor girl began to doubt herself and her friend. She felt as if she was going to cry. "But I like weird." She reassured.
"So you don't hate me?" She asked and her friend rolled her eyes.
"I already told you I wouldn't hate you. Like I said, we're best friends."
"Do you still think I'm a girl?"
"Do you still like dolls and pink and dresses and stuff?"
"Yeah."
"Then you're a girl. Now come on, let's get out of here and go play with the pattern blocks and make pretty things." She said and left the closet. The young girl smiled to herself as her friend walked away. "Are you coming or what?" Her stubborn friend stood impatiently, tapping her foot.
"Of course." She said and followed her.
So what do you think? I am not against people who are transgendered. I was simply watching Tyra the other day and I felt as if I had to write something about this subject that most people do not accept. I wanted to make people aware that there are many people out there like this so I decided to write a fic about it. If you're offended, then stop reading. If not, I encourage you to read it. This is not meant to make fun of transgendered people. I just wanted to portray some struggles that they go through. I think they're strong people who aren't afraid to hide who they truly are.
And who do you think the girls were? Which one do you think is transgendered? If you want, leave it in a review and tell me what you think.
I will continue this.
