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The GrandHe knew from the time his planks of wood were first put together that he was destined for great things. When his strings were installed, he was overjoyed. When the human came and tuned him, playing a brief excerpt of Fur Elise, he was ecstatic. His voice echoed through his body, ringing so pure and clear.
Then he was rolled into a crate. They stuffed him with blankets and surrounded him with other materials. The shifting and banging was uncomfortable. It was saddening to have his voice so muffled. He wasn't so sure anymore if he was destined for great things, if this is the way he was treated. When they rolled him out of that box, he was surrounded by others like him.
Humans would come and go. Some would shift him, or lift his lid to check his strings. Some would sit on his bench and play a brief song. Some humans would take one of the others home after an exchange of plastic or thin soft wood. He soon realized that the tall ones were much more popular than the flat ones.
After a few m
Step One"So," he asked. "What do you feel right now?"
"Loathing," I said. "Hatred. Frustration." I rubbed my hand on the bandage surrounding my wrist.
"Why?" Another obviously answered question.
"I'm not me." I said, trying to explain it. "I'm not who I should be."
"What do you mean?" He jotted something down on his notepad.
"This isn't my body!" I glared at him. "It's not me, I mean, I was born with this body, but it's not who I am!"
"Can you elaborate?"
"I'm getting stubble," I said. "I hate showering because I have to touch..." I paused, hating even thinking about it, "you know... there."
He nodded so knowingly, writing more things on that stupid notepad of his.
"Is there anything else?"
I nodded and stared at my feet. "They're all growing, their chests are. Mine isn't." A tear dropped on top of my sock. "I can't wear what I want either," I said, angrily wiping the tears from my face.
"What do you mean?" He was smiling. I wanted to wipe that smile off his face.
"I want to wear a skirt." The
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