Taylor. Taylor Malone. Taylor Abigail Malone. Simple as that. Tay. Ab, Abi, Gail. Quite a few nick-names. But stick to Ab. I like that best.
Nothing out of the ordinary with me, really. Yep, I'm pretty boring, in fact. Why base a story on my life now? Well, I'm glad you asked.
You see, up until now, I've been me, nothing new, nothing happens. Zip, Zilch, Nada, Nada 2. Okay, I'll stop now.
Well. Now I'm going to...boarding-school,
eek. And while it may seem...b-boarding-school wouldn't; couldn't,
be that bad to most, I am not most. The reason nothing ever happens
to me is because I have no friends. Okay, I have this one friend,
but...erm...she's a transvestite. Her name's Jodie, originally
Joseph. Joe.
We see each other every day.
We only have each
other.
Are lives are kind of similar, apart from ourselves, I
mean.
Her parents care for her deeply. They supported her, they
paid for all the surgeries, and they never spoke of her past.
I've
known her since before she was a she. And I remember how she looked,
how she talked, and how she was always there for me, since we were
kids.
It's always been us against the world. Always will be. Simple as that, no need to make it complicated.
But now I won't have her.
Do you know what it's like to
lose your support system? To break down and be completely alone! DO
YOU!...
But I'm taking this out on you while it's no ones' fault
but my parents. My God-forsaken parents. I loathe them, while
they love me. Cruel, I know, but it's the least I pay them back for
the kindness they have shown me.
They think boarding-school will,
"Do me good." and they think that I'll, "Make new
friends" and Jodie can always, "Visit me", and
opposite. But how wrong they are, yes.
My world is soon to come
crashing down around me, and it's bringing me down with it. It's ALL
over