1 Prologue

I used to be trapped in a boy's body for most of my life. Carter used to be my name. I loved that name but it never felt right, just didn't click. At a young age (Age eleven ), my parents kicked me out. I was on the streets for probably about a half a year. Since I was at the age where I could somewhat take care of myself, it wasn't that bad living in a box. (Not saying it good either). My friend Amethyst, (Amy for short), and her mom found me and offered for me to stay with them.

A couple years later I turned 18 and for my birthday Amy surprised me with estrogen (Which is a female hormone that I could take to start my transition to becoming the person I want to be). After I used it, everything started to change, but not really I still needed to have the body of a female.

When I was 19 Amy's mother got me an appointment for me to get vaginoplasty (Also known as Gender reassignment Surgery). I didn't get top surgery until I was 22. When I got to see my chest not flat for the first time after the procedure, I cried. Now all I needed was a name that felt like me. It took me a few years to come up with a name but when I finally came up with one, it fit me perfectly. Gemma, my new name. I was so happy for the longest time. My friend Amy was so proud of me. I would tell random strangers that my name was Gemma, (That embarrassed Amy, she had to drag me (not literally) to somewhere where there was no one and she would laugh of embarrassment.) because I was so happy that what I have always been, was now coming true.