How Does It Feel? Essay

“Being unique in every way is beauty in it’s own respect.”-Zacharee. In the film “9 Months That Made You ” made me realize all life is precious. Despite the genetic conditions these people were born with , they continued to live their lives to the fullest . Whether it’s quadruplets , a mirror man, tweety bird, or six fingers we are all humans. We all deserve to live a life filled with happiness.

“Yeah, I don’t mind. I don’t quite know where I’m heading next.” Raegan said in a calm tone.

“Yes, I suppose so. I am sorry for having told you this. I hope you won’t hold it against me. I only wanted to help.”

“But I don’t understand,” I said after a moment, blood pounding in my ears. “You want to help me right?”

“Then how do you explain all the things that still happen to them now?” Savannah then asked me now sounding implacable.

“Um, sure. Are you looking for anything in particular?” It was obvious that it pained him to answer.

A day after eight year old Ashton’s birthday, he finds his father and complains that something just isn’t right. “I don’t feel natural” Ashton told his father. “Why? What do you mean?” “I wish I was born a girl.” as she turns away running into his room, bawling his eyes out. Thomas chases him to his room saying “Hold on little buddy what’s the matter”. Once again the boy still crying intensely says “I’m not a boy! I want to be a girl!” and then buries himself in his pillow. Thomas calls for Julia, and she rushes in “What’s the matter?”. Once again the boy responds with “I want to be a girl! I’m in the wrong body, I hate this body!”. The father worried but for some reason angry rushes out into the hallway. He blames his wife saying “It’s all your fault.” She responds “How is this my fault you’re crazy” He then stresses to his wife “This is because you’ve gotten him all these girly toys growing up”. “You’ve always treated him like he was some princess”. She starts to cry. He continues, “the kid thinks he’s in some other body because of you, you ruined my little man”. She yells “Shut up! Shut up! I have had enough of this! Maybe it’s just a phase.” “You better hope it is” Thomas says. “What?” she confusedly asks “I better hope”. The husband storms out the house, probably going to a bar to drink his problems away. The wife runs to her boy’s room to try to calm him down. She tells him “Don’t worry about your father, if you really believe this, we’ll help you make your change. Only if you feel the same way you feel now when you are twelve.” The boy remembers her words, every day until the day of his twelfth

“I don’t know, but we need to look for information before we can go back.”

“With your permission, I’ll speak to Étienne,” I said. “I will get the bottom of it, I promise you.”

I’m just curious.” The tapping starts, then quickly stops again. “How are we going to be able to know when we can open the door?”

“Hmm, sounds like you’ve got your work cut out for you,” he replied rather vaguely.

“No, not till I’m at home with my daughter and wife. Till then this is all very unsettled.”

"But what if you couldn’t? There had to have been a time that you didn’t get something. A time when the subject just didn’t make sense," he said, leaning his hip on the

I stood in the reflection of the mirror and saw a fat and ugly girl. As the tears rolled down my face, I recalled the girl’s harsh words. I wiped away the tears on my cheeks and went back to class. When I returned to the class, my friend stared at me and remarked, “Erin, were you crying?” I did not want people to know I cried; instead I denied crying. Another girl in the class glared at me and started to laugh. The girl insulted, “Erin’s a baby.

I said the first thing that popped into my mind. "No, I would not care to explain myself. You got a problem with that?"