A/N - So, I've abandoned my old fic, in favour of this. I wanted to write an Adam fic for ages, just never had inspiration! Sorry if any terms offend - I don't think this way. I'm FtM too, so this kind of has a basis in my feelings.
If anyone has any prompts, I'll accept them too.
"Lesbo!"
These were the words that plagued his every day, back when he was still a she.
"Dyke!"
Nameless faces screaming abuse for what they didn't understand.
"Homo!"
Every word cut like a knife.
"Freak!"
No one understood.
None of them were him. Finally, he knew who he was. But still, no one understood.
"Hey, man!"
A fresh place, a fresh start.
"Girl!"
One mistake determined his future.
"Tranny!"
Why couldn't they see him as who he was?
"Freak!"
They still didn't get it. No one ever understood him.
He wasn't any of those. He was Adam.
Why couldn't they see that?
Why couldn't they treat him like that?
Maybe they were right.
Maybe he was a freak.
Maybe it would be better as a girl.
Which was better:
A dyke or a tranny?
A boy or a girl?
His happiness, or acceptance?
Normal or a freak?
A/N - This came out more angsty that I originally planned. I'd love prompts.
Also, my old story is up for "adoption".
Please R&R!