Jannie Lynn's Page

This is a bit of history for me now but every thing is of current value to all concerned.
For the protection of the inocent I have changed names and places for their privacy not mine.

As a young child I was unaware of others genders, I simply accepted every one at face value. I did not realize I had a gender identy issue even when my own body started becoming different from the gender I believed I was. I was betrayed by my own body I was changing into a BOY! I had always been friends with both boys and girls and would play with both equally, untill the time came for me to move, our whole family moved to a new place half way around the world at least it felt that way.
The new neighborhood was full of older masculine boys and since I was assumed to be a boy then I was expected to act and do as them. Well this did not work out so well because with in the first week of living there I was already being bullied. I did not want to play their silly boy games and told them I was not going to play any more. For this I was attacked and assulted. I was surrounded by them with no way to escape, I did not want to fight and yet I was tired of being pushed around. I tried to stand up for my self and tell them that I was simply not going to play with them, but befor I could I was punched smack in the eye. The pain shot through my face and befor I could return a punch I was subdued by them all jumping on me and over powering me. I was kicked, choked, punched and restrainded. Finally they grew tired of hurting me and left. There I was a victim of violence for what reason? I did not want to play with them? Or was it they could tell that I was different?
From that moment I layed on the ground wincing in pain wondering just how bad they had hurt me. My face felt as if it was on fire and the dull pounding was welling up into my face.
I forced my self up and hobbled home. I knew that I was hurt and that my parents had told me not to play with them yet I did not listen and when I realized that they where right it was too late. I carefully slipped in the door and went right to the bathroom. Ohh Crap this is horable, my face had swollen to twice it's size and my eye had already swelled shut, with deep bruising already showing. I felt sick to my stomach just looking at my self and I was feeling week and light headed, I grabbed my hoodie and snuck back out-side. I did not know what to do and all I could think of was what to tell my parents.. I could barly stand, so I layed down in the grass, my head feeling foggy I tried to keep my focuse but things went black.
story to be continued...