When I got home from school, my uniform was covered in dirt, my knees were scraped raw with holes worn through, and blood seeped through the fabric.Dad crouched down and carefully cleaned the wound. His touch was gentle, and his eyes rimmed with red. "Lily, you didn't deserve any of this.""Dad, I want to be myself," I begged, tugging at his sleeve. "I want to wear dresses and grow my hair long. I don't want to be Beau anymore."Dad's hands paused, and he shook his head. "Just wait a little longer. Once your Mom's emotions stabilize, I'll talk to her about it."However, that wait stretched on and on, and the bullying at school only got worse. Dylan and a few other boys constantly harassed me, calling me a 'freak' and a 'monster'.One time during gym class, they cornered me in the bathroom and tried to strip off my clothes to prove I was a girl.The cold tile pressed against my skin as my screams were drowned out by their laughter, and the tears burned down my cheeks as humiliatio
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