The Trauma of a Young Boy When I was just a nine year old boy my father left me and my mother for another man. He was never into his family and often never came home at night. My mothers name is Cindy mine is Dana. I always thought she was pretty with her long brown hair and hazel eyes. She took good care of herself and tried to make my Dad happy but the last few years he would have nothing to do with her. When he finally told her he was gay and was leaving us Mom just completely lost it. She told me that she hated all men and that they were evil basterds. after that my Mom changed forever...... After about a month Mom started acting weird. never going out, telling her friends she never wanted to see them agian. she became a hermet and pulled me out of school telling them she was going to home school me. And then she started drinking hard. One night after a an all day binge Mom was very angry she said to me all men are assholes and so are you boy maybe I should have had a girl insted, or maybe I'll just make you my little girl, and then it all started. Mom took me to her room and pulled off all my clothes, she then went to her closet and picked out a pink baby doll nighty and put it on me. She was drinking gin stright out of the bottle and only getting worse. she looked at me and said now your going to be my little girl whore, I'll teach you to look like a girl, act like a girl, and want to be a girl just like yuour fucked up father. Mom put strap on high heels on my feet and led me to the bath room were she applied make up to my face, I already had long hair and she thought it would be fun to make it into pig tails. I was a small boy and Mom had complete control over me. She was still swigging her bottle of gin and gave me a look I had never seen before. …but everything was about to change
