Transgender Friend - A Beautiful Transition

I had been staring at my best friend who loved to wear pink lip gloss now in full on boy clothes. "I don't feel like a girl" she told me, or at least now he. I had never really understood what it meant to be transgender. Well, how could you blame me? I was a thirteen year old girl who had been in some serious depression; I no longer cared about much except for my best friend.

My beautiful best friend, had a bubbly personality, aside from the self harm. She had always told me since we were younger that she didn't feel comfortable with herself, or that she felt she was different and didn't know how to explain it. We would always shake it off and change the topic.

Now, we were entering the ninth grade, and finding ourselves. When we finally had a dress down day (my high-school required a uniform) she came in full boys clothing. She wore big heavy jeans with a grey t shirt and an unbuttoned button up shirt. I was shocked. I had never seen her this way. She was alway the type to wear pink lipgloss and spend hours In the bathroom, then come out exactly the same. "I'm transgender, and I don't feel like I'm a girl" she said. I furrowed my eyebrows. I didn't know what to think except maybe I should give her a hug. I did, and she cried. " my hair " she said, "I hate it I want to cut it all off". I pulled away from the hug. I shook my head. "no you can't" I said. She had the longest hair I had ever seen. She had a beautiful red hair with a brown hue to it, I'd say an auburn colored hair. I was always so amazed that someone could naturally grow hair that color. I didn't want her to cut it. I know it wasn't my hair but still.

I gave her a hug when the bell rang and we both rushed to our classes (we were not in a co Ed school, all girls school). After lunch I was happy that I would get to see my best friend again. We only had last two periods together. When I looked around, I didn't see her long hair or her clothing. I waited at my seat (she sat In front of me !) when she came in, she had extremely short hair. No wonder she wasn't at lunch. I rushed to her. "Why did you do that ?" I asked , she just smiled and sat down. When we finally got up and the bell rang I didn't judge her about her hair. I was just worried that her parents would kill her. When I asked her about it, she frowned . "my parents are going to kill me but, I can't keep hiding anymore."

Now I'm 18 and am still continuing my lovely relationship with my best friend. We've been best friends for more than ten years now and have seen every side of him. I learned not to judge others and to keep my past behind me and focus on the future. My best friend, Ella, transitioned into a beautiful man named Lucas. We still have amazing conversations and still do the things we did before. I am glad to say, i am proud of my transgender best friend.

Transgender Friend - A Beautiful Transition

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