Kayla P's stories
A little over 2 years ago today, I typed "convince me to go vegan" into google and was convinced(animal cruelty, whats in meat, milk, and fish, and the amount of food that is wasted on farm animals(less than 10pct energy transfer!) that could be used to feed the hungry). So began the label reading mania that is being a vegan, you have to check every prepared food you buy because meat products hide in the strangest of places.(about 90pct of what I originally thought of as something that would be vegan safe wasn't, like white flour being filtered through bone char)
(just going to continue right from last entry)
This is the story of how I (came out)was outed by my parents as TG and how I really couldn't have done a worse job of it if I had tried to do it the worst way possible.
Ben tried to pull away from Emily but, she was holding him fairly tight. “Umm, can you let me go?”
Someone came into the store, Emily quickly backed up but it was too late.
“Uhh, Hello?” Ben said feeling his face turn scarlet. Worse luck, it was a regular customer and someone from school as well.
Randy came right up to the counter. “Glad I didn’t make that bet.” He said smiling
“What bet?” Ben asked automatically, thinking 'really?! Out of all the bloody people who shopped here the ONE person who shopped here regularly AND went to his school showed up.'
I'll start by saying I may have drawn the wrong conclusion here but it makes sense to me.
I was laying in the bath scrubbing my feet amused at how events completely unrelated to me being TG gave me a girl foot and a guy foot(yes I gave my feet genders!). I wear a size 6w (comfortable fit)and a size 9w(a bit on the tight side) U.S. sizes(yes, I buy 2 pairs of shoes every time) there is supposed to be something I can stick in the end of a bigger shoe for my girl foot but hell will freeze over before I make either of my feet look bigger then they are.
Ben was sitting on the sofa in his small apartment, he was supposed to be in class, he didn’t care. What would it matter if he didn't show up. No way could he concentrate on school after having just been fired from his job. He had never been fired from a job before, not that he had many before his previous one.
I will start by saying I am trying to write a fantasy story in a world I made up and this is mainly about the silly problems I am having with it.
I would like post more here eventually but, I am trying to write some fantasy that I can't seem to get right(sadly). Its a story I would really like to share so I am going to be deleting, rewriting, and hitting my head against the wall till I can write without ruining it. It will probably be awhile because I have a long way to go.
“Have you gleaned information that is so potent it feels like it redefines reality?