The family of three headed inside the house. The house was a tribute to middle class living. It wasn't a mansion with multiple dining rooms or a fancy garden. It was three bedrooms, on a tree lined street, in a quiet suburban neighborhood. They headed into the beige and brown l living room to talk about on what did Regina had just told her mother. Regina was sitting on the couch while as both of her parents, Susan and James, were looking across at her, from the matching chairs, with both of their arms crossed,
"Regina, what do you mean that you think you're a freak?",asked James.
Regina turned her head up at him, then, began to look away from him to not answer him,
"Regina, answer your father.",ordered Susan.
Regina looked back at both of her parents, but, all of a sudden, she had then just let out a huff. Her parents then became concerned for her,
"Regina, what is going on? Is everything okay?",asked Susan.
Both of Regina's parents tried to change their body language, instead of looking like they were trying to hold the anger in, they uncrossed their arms and laid them back on their knees.
"No, everything's not okay!",shouted Regina.
"Are you sure you wanna still talk about it? It looks like whatever is really on your mind and that seems to be bothering you the most.",observed James.
"Yeah, there is one thing that is bothering me the most!",Regina flashed back.
"Okay so tell us what it is what made you think that you are freak?",asked James
He watched Regina looking down again
"Mom,Dad...",began Regina.
"What is it, Regina?",asked both James and Susan at the same time.
"I want to change who I am.", whispered Regina.