FREAK

By: The Unimportant Author

Who are you?
What's your name?
What's your gender?

These are the first questions you're asked when you're born now a days. Science has grown so much, hasn't it? I'm a GAHLRO, every new born is until they turn ten. Once you reach that age, you may define your Gender, and your Name. Many boys and girls grow up as genderless until this age, there are a few cases where there are deformities in the children, to where they do not grow their biological sex organs, majority of these cases are ended with death and more medical care than the rest of the children. There's only a one in 9998567.92 chance that any one of these children live past three.

I'm one of them.

chapter 1: Judging day

I squealed proudly as I held my Mommy's hand and was guided into the white room where the big man in black sat at his tiny desk.

"Now, don't forget, this is what you're going to be for the rest of your life, okay?" Mommy smiled proudly as I made my way into the room, I sat in the single chair infront of the big man in black. I had a name and gender already in my head, I was so excited, my heart seemed to skip several beats while I waited for the man to set down his pencil and look at me. Finally, he looked at me and set his pencil down. I grinned as wide as I possibly could.

"Who are you?" He asked finally, I shivered excitedly and answered.

"I am the child of Mara Lenz and Duce Lenz." I said, trying to keep my calm, it was hard not to jump out of my chair and shout in his face my new name and gender.

"And what is your name?" He replied after scribbling down the information I had told him. I grinned wider and replied proudly.

"My name is N" The words caught in my throat, I couldn't speak, I was too excited I was so happy, but it all drained away the instant he wrote the wrechid letter down. I rose my hand to stop him, but he had already folded the paper over for the Gender portion of the form. I would be stuck with N as my name for the rest of my life. The man looked up and asked the last question.

"And, what is your gende-" Suddenly the door opened and a woman wearing a white lab coat briskly walked in and bent down, whispering in the mans ear. He rubbed his temples and looked up at me. I was waiting, still eager to tell him my new gender.

"N, I'm sorry, but you can't have a gender." I stared blankly at the man for the longest time, my heart sank to my feet, he seemed ridgid compared to my mother crying in the other room. I saw her through the window. A small tear ran down my cheek as I let the news sink in my skin. I'm never going able to be what I want to be...I'm a freak.

I'm a freak.

I held my Mommy's hand and starred blankly into nothing as we walked out of the office. The doctor was right, I was mutated, and the stem cell injection wasn't going to work on me. I wanted to cry, but my eyes were so puffy from crying in the hospital, that nothing came out anymore. Mommy clenched my fingers and put on a smile.

"It's going to be alright, you can still be whatever you want to be, and at least you have a name, N, it can stand for anything...Nelly, Natasha, Nick."

"Nothing...Neutral...Never..." I interupted, I couldn't get over this. I'm never going to be like all the other children, I'll be a monster, a freak, I'd be worthless. Mommy looked at me, her smile upside-down now, but she bent down and wiped my eye a bit.

"Now, don't be so sad, it's nothing as bad as you think, besides, you still have a choice, you can be whatever you want, remember? Now, let's be strong and go home, okay?" By then, we'd reached the car, I climbed up and sat in the front seat. I tried not to think about it, I'd never be normal. The world would never be the same for me.

Chapter Two: Moving to the School