Entry 1

Story by KitTheSoulless on SoFurry

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#1 of Diary of an Awkward Youth


Dear Diary,

My name is Quin Mason, I'm a 12 years old Aardwolf with a simple family, a modest home and only a couple friends. I'm writing here because I've decided to start keeping a record of my life. So, lets get into it, shall we?

Today was interesting. I just started middle school this year and up until now it's been fairly normal. No one really paid me any mind around campus, I could hang with my friends during breaks and lunch and no one ever really even looked at me in the locker rooms. My dad found out recently though that they've been having me change in the girls locker room, even though I'm not technically a girl.

See, I have what's called pseudohermaphroditism, which is just a big word that doctors use to explain why a boy can have a girls bits.

Anyways, so today was the first day the school let me change with the other boys and I felt like such an outcast. Everyone stared at me while I changed, one of the other boys even grabbed my tail and pulled it up, said he wanted a better look. What he got was a bloody nose, but the teachers punished /me/ for the fight. They said I threw the first punch, so I was the one to blame. Oh well, I get a week off school cause of the suspension, so no big deal and my parents understand why I hit him too.

Entry 2

Dear Diary Today was interesting, but a little embarrassing too. I'm suspended for a week, but my parents still work and my brother still goes to school, so I've had the empty house to myself all day. Now I don't know if this is strange or not, but I...

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Love Lost

The seas were calm and the skies were clear, the small vessels passage marked only by the countless stars which hung above, keeping their silent vigil. Vael stood alone on the forward deck, looking out over the water, his arms crossed over his chest as...

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My Dream, My Fantasy

I've had this dream, several times now and somehow I know that it's more than just a dream, that it'll some day be real. I dream of a day when I wake up with him, my beautiful crow, in a home of our own without the fear that he'll have to leave...

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