So I'm biologically female.
Up until I got my first period (11 years) I pretty much thought that since I didn't have a penis, my mom must have asked the doctors when I was born to make me a girl, which disappointed me, but I figured if that was what my mom wanted then I would have to live with it. I played with the guys, I hated pink, blue was the best. Sparkles were dumb, dirt was cool. I loved playing soccer; gym was my favorite part of school. I was really upset when I got my period, I cried, and was so embarrassed.
After that I started hanging out with girls more often. I was a girl, so I should hang out with girls. I still thought about being a boy though. How great it would be.
When I was 13 I found out about cosplay. It made me so happy. I could dress as a boy without anyone really questioning it. So I did that. I bound my chest, put on a wig, and went to the mall. It was great. (Besides the fact that I used an ACE bandage and it hurt so badly)
When I was 14 I cut almost all my hair off. I loved it, but I dreaded going to school because of how people would react. A lot of people freaked, saying how my long hair had been so beautiful, but I was glad to get rid of it. I've kept it short since then.
My grandmother always makes remarks like, "You're not turning boy on me are you?" and "You're too pretty to be a boy." When she says that it feels like I'm being punched in the gut.
I'm 16 now. Still young. I like both boys and girls. I think I'm trans. I don't know... Being a boy sounds so right.