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Ranboo was in his little shack, on his bed looking at a photo.
The photo was a picture of two adults, an Ender and a [Rectracted] hybrid. A little girl right between them, exactly identical to Ranboo.
The Ender hybrid, Mary has beautiful long raven hair, pitch black skin. A greyish-purple summer dress making her emerald green eyes stand out.
On the right of her is a [Rectracted] hybrid named Bruno, with his albino like appearance, red piercing eyes and your typical suit and tie.
Now analysing the little girl in the middle of them, a splitting image of him
when
if he was a girl.
The little girl named Rain, their little girl.
If only he was still their little girl, if only he wasn’t trans.
Rain…. His mothers Mary’s favourite type of weather..
Feeling burning on his face with a sizzling sound with it, he started crying….
His mind went back to that night… The night he wasn’t there little girl anymore, the night where he ended up not having a place to call home.
The night where Rain told her parents that she didn’t feel like a girl.
The look of anger on
her
his parents ' faces. The way they shouted at him.
Leaving him without a family, a home. The scars never fading….
Dropping the photo and curling his knees up to his chest, choking out sobs.
If only he was still their little girl….