When I was a little girl, I didn't really play with dolls. I was more into outside stuff. For my 5th birthday, I got a dollhouse. I once snuck a snail inside the house, put it in a jar, and left it there. (And yes, I did feed it. Don't come attacking me, PETA.) When I was eight, it miserably died. I buried it in the dirt of my backyard. I wasn't a "girl" at all when I was young. But now, my mom is telling me to watch my weight and soon I might be getting plastic surgery done. I don't want that to happen. Sometimes I wish a was born a boy. Then nobody would force me to be something that I don't want to be.
The moral of my story is, stand tall, appreciate yourself, and don't let anyone else control your puppet strings except for you. If someone sees you doing something, and they say something like "Ewww! You're not supposed to be doing that! You're a boy/girl!"Or, "Only boys/girls do this," then just remember, you have lots of freedom in this planet to do what ever you want. Nobody can judge your dreams.
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