Brixler High

"Mom! Understand me I don't wanna go, I promise to associate more" Kimberly tried protesting

"No Kim you're going and that's final, you can't be in the house always or follow only boys in school, there's nothing you'll say to change my mind, go upstairs Now!" My mom shouted I shrieked with fear and ran up to my room

Hi I know you'll be wondering what happened I'll explain but first let me introduce myself

I'm Kimberly Rosa Jackson, I'm 16 and will been turning 17 in a few weeks .

I don't socialize much, and it's giving my mom a headache cause she wants me to be like my siblings. I'm the last kid out of five kids four girls and a boy. Never had my moms attention and I lost my dad at a young age.

That aside, I don't like mingling with my genders they creep me out, wigs, make ups, heels all these things creeps me out, I love hanging out with boys and do stuff boys do, but I don't also socialize, I feel uncomfortable and awkward.

My mom has gotten tired of me being an awkward child so she's sending me to an all girls school to learn " girly manners". She wants me to start dressing up like a fucking Barbie Gosh (face palmed myself). I tired talking to her I even cried and that is something I don't do often in front of people and she blew me off.

My family sucks a lot, going to New York isn't a bad idea, at least I wont be close to them, maybe I might survive in New York