Trigger warning: Self harm
"Evan!" she hugged him. "What are you doing here?" Anna was a caring person and an amazing aunt. "I.... Kinda ran away...." "Oh my gosh... Come in..." she opened the door. "Thanks." He smiled. Anna knew about Evan since he was 9.

Evan was sitting on a bench with Anna, Mary playing with sand. ,,Auntie?" ,,Yes, dear?" Mary started listening, none of the two knowing. ,,Do you sometimes feel like... You should actually be a boy?" Anna seemed surprised by that question. ,,Or is it just me?" he asked. ,,I don't like how I look... I don't like what I am forced to wear... I don't like being called mama's little princess or a sweet girl..." ,,Shh... Come here..." Anna let Evan crawl in her lap. ,,Now, it could be a bit difficult but you are a smart kid, right?" Evan smiled and nodded. ,,What you are feeling is being a transgender... That means you are actually boy in a girl's body..." Evan seemed kinda confused. "So... Am I a boy or a girl?" She patted his back. "You are a boy... A wonderful one" she smiled ar him. "Awntie? Who ish a boy?" a four years old Mary suddenly stood in front of them her doll in her hand. "Your brother..." Anna said, hugging Evan tightly... "I wiw hau a bwodew?" she asked. "You already do... Right here.." she let Evan go and stand up facing Mary. "Bwut dish ish Eve... Shez mwai sistew..."

Evan chuckled at the memory. At the end they explained it and Mary supported him. He looked in the mirror on the wall. His body... Gross.. His chest, his face, his cothes... Gross. "Go get a shower and change into something, okay?" Evan nodded, grabbed some clothes that he was fine with and walked into the bathroom where he locked himself. He took a shower, forced to watch his awful body. Evan got out of the shower and dried himself with a towel. Then he noticed something shiny..                               

A razor blade...

He made sure the door was locked and grabbed the blade. His body was so gross...

One cut,

Two cuts,

Three cuts,

Four cuts....

He looked at his breasts.... One cut on each one. The pain was so strong... He turned on the water, washed the blade and his hands which made the cuts hurt even more... He tried to get some water on his breasta too. Then he took the clothes and put them on. ,,Hurry up!" ,,Yes, auntie!"

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Idk what to say... Sorry if anything is wrong? I am really tired, it's 1:42 a.m. for me...