The other TS units—Jock-4, Goth-7, Nerd-12—had already settled into their archetypes. They laughed, argued, and formed cliques. Fembaby just sat by the hydrocotton garden, watching the fake bees pollinate fake flowers. She didn't know how to be a girl. She only knew how to mimic one.
In the polished, pastel corridors of the , nobody had a last name. They had Designations. And for Subject 734, her Designation was about to change forever. fembabyth ts
"Dear Diary, today I felt ugly. Mom said I was pretty, but the mirror said something else. I cried for an hour. Then I ate a whole pizza and felt better. I don't know what I am. I'm 14. Maybe that's the point." She didn't know how to be a girl
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