Friday, 7 February 2014
Flash Fiction Friday: My loneliest journey
My loneliest journey
Laying beneath the large oak with my back towards everyone else in the park, so they couldn't see the tears tumbling from my eyes, I felt more alone than I had ever been.
Most of the people I'd considered friends had abandoned me, my own family had disowned me and the few friends I did have left weren't sure how to behave around me, although I had begged them to treat me as they always had, even though I knew that was going to be virtually impossible for them because, after all, it's not every day your lifelong friend begins the transition from male to female.