Being the youngest out of 8 boys is difficult. It seemed that the trail of good looks and talents and finished it course before it reached me. My brothers who are all good looking and talented were popular. They were happy at least until I came along. For some reason my mother had difficult giving birth to me and she couldn't have any more after me. She had problems during the pregnancy too. She almost miscarried but I survived. Somehow. Then I guess when I kicked her for the first time it was so sudden she almost had a heart attack so she was in the hospital for a month. While my mother was pushing she got so worked up she almost passed out so that did something to my body as a baby. But I'll get to that. They said that they had to do an emergency c-section. So yeah. The doctors said that it pretty much saved my life. That I was suffocating inside of my mother. So when they pulled my out they realized something was wrong. For one I didn't have a vagina. The doctors told my parents that I would have been a girl. Another thing is when they had me in the incubation room I was quiet. Dead quiet. Even when I came out of my mothers stomach. I was quiet. I barely made a noise. This of course worried the doctor. So they ran tests. And what they found was nothing. Well nothing that they deemed worriable. BTW- I have no editor, no updating schedule, my grammar is the best and I don't know many "big" words. Warning- not for the faint of heart. Do not read if rape, eating disorder, abuse, etc bother you.