I'm just starting to write this. I saw/read so many stories that had too many spelling errors that I just couldn't do it anymore. I had to write my own. (Warning: this might have sexual junk in it.) Enjoy, btw, if you're reading this now 3/3/18 then...
Everything was going so great! Randy was cooking the burgers and having a conversation with Alex about politics. (Randy is Misheal's husband.) And after I had just asked a few questions to her oldest daughter, she immediately wanted to play.
I was giving Ragaen a piggy back ride. Regan is Misheals oldest daughter. She's about six years old,long blonde hair, green eyes. I had forgiven her for calling me a girl.
Flashback
Me, "Hey Regan, did you know that I'm a boy?"
Regan, "What nuh uh, you look like a girl!"
Misheal, "No actually he is a boy Regan, don't be rude please, I'm really sorry John,"
Me, "Oh it's fine, it happens all the time, heh heh, hey Regan, you wanna piggy back ride!?"
Regan, "(Gasp) YASS!"
End Flashback
So here I am running around my yard giving her a piggy back, Randy cooking burgers while having a conversation with Alex, and Misheal changing her second oldest daughter's diaper: Fayda, four years old, short curly dark brown hair, dark blue eyes.
Her youngest daughter was standing my the table, waiting for her turn on my back. Branwin, two years old, short blonde hair, blue eyes.
You know what the cutest thing is...they're all wearing matching outfits!!❤️❤️❤️(I don't have a phone, I just used the good old copy and paste.)
(So I don't know what happened, but I typed a looooooot, and it didn't save. So I'm just gonna skip some of what I wrote. So they're eating at the table now.)
I helped Fayda and Branwin on the table seats.
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Me and Misha were talking about crap that happened in highschool. Alexander and Randy were still talking about politics of course.
I felt bad for the girls. They have to sit here awkwardly, not knowing a thing we're talking about. I know how that feels. I remember when I was 10 years old at family reunions. Listening to the adults talk. Understanding the words, but not what they were talking about. Of course..I broke myself from the branch. So I don't go to family reunions. Oh, you don't know what a branch is? The branch is like the family rules, the thing that keeps the family together.
The reason i'm not apart of my family branch anymore is because I broke a strict rule from the boss of the branch: my grandpa from my mom's side. One of the rules was to not be any lgbt. He told me that I had to move out. And I told him 'gladly'. I couldn't stand the branch rules. No showing your shoulders!? No swearing!? No showing your thighs, no showing your stomach!? IT WAS OUTRAGOUS!...(Sigh) I'm getting ahead of myself.
I needed to move out anyway. I mean, I was almost 20 when it happened. I still keep contact with my mom and my siblings. They accept me. My mom keeps begging me to come back to the branch. She tells me that I can come to the Laurens family reunions as long as I'm 'Jackie' when I'm there. I decline everytime. I know that she cries, but I tell her that If she really wanted me back, she'd tell grandpa to change the rules. Or just kill him so my dad can be the new boss. Lol, just kidding.
I do go to grandpa's birthdays. It's the one thing he allows me to go to as a man.....ANYWAY!
So we had fun, Misheal and her family went back to their home, and me and Alex hit the sack....We went to bed..
