My Little Blondie
PROLOUGE
The little blond stared endlessly at the shelf of toys that where full of color and joy that any little kid would want to have their small sticky hands on. The boy was only six, but his tastes were still a bit different than most little boys. While most boys his age wanted the toy cars and fire trucks that had that bright red that caught their eyes, this little boy wanted something pink and soft and cute. At the time it seemed fine, but that was when he brought a certain toy to school that made him miserable, for all the other boys made fun of him for. He would never forget that day at school. Boys apparently couldn't play with such toys, only girls could. But this boy couldn't help it, he like his toys and clothes that he wore, but alas it just couldn't work.
The boy would sit in his room and cry after someone made fun of his liking of purple and pink things or his liking of cute and fuzzy things. Each time he did his feelings kept getting harder and harder to suppress.
"No one likes me because of my toys and clothes? But why? My mom thinks it's cute…" The boy sniffed and whipped his tears away with his sleeve. The sleeve to his purple button dress that had a bow in the back. "If I can't make friends this way… I'll need to change myself… that way no one with think I'm girly."
