A Rairy Excerpt

Hello out there,

I decided to introduce you to a new story. Its in my books section but isn’t a book. It’s a web serial that I’ve been writing.

It’s an intense, very sad story about a transgender 16 year old. Alongside Rairy’s tale, I’m adding tidbits of her as a kid. It’s an integral part of the story. She had a very difficult childhood but somehow came out a decent person.

Below is the very beginning of the story. There’s a couple of cliches in there so I apologize for that.

Mom was sleeping on her bed. I placed my feet slowly one in front of the other, glancing at her as I crept forward. When I finally reached my destination, I let out a sigh of relief. I quietly opened her jewelry box, revealing a mirror and my face. I started digging through the case, looking for my favorite earrings, a smile spread across my lips as I found them.

I lifted them to my ears while staring at myself in the case’s little mirror. I imagined that my hair was long and styled like Becky’s at school, instead of this ugly boy hair I had. I slipped out of my illusion and stared at my hair. I hated my short hair.

I heard the movement before I could see it. I reflexively ducked and after a moment or two when I didn’t hear any more sound, I slowly stood back up. As I rose I glanced at the bed. Empty.

I turned around and Mom was standing behind me, looking down at me. She had a look of disappointment and fury on her face. 

I saw her lips move as if in slow motion, “Raymond!” she shouted. 

I quickly turned around, put the earrings back in the box, and closed it.

“YOU LITTLE SHIT!” she screamed this time as she grabbed me by the arm. “When are you going to learn to stop touching my things!?”

She dragged me out of her room, into the hall, and pulled me up close to her face, spitting as she spoke. “You wanna touch my things!?“ She threw me into my room from the hallway, I bounced a few times on my butt. I felt rugburns forming as my hands skidded on the carpet. “I’ll show you something of mine!” she yelled, slammed the door, and locked it from the outside.

I scrambled to my feet, ran up to the door, grabbed the doorknob, and twisted. It wouldn’t budge. I screamed at the door, “Mom!” I banged a few times. “LET ME OUT!” I slid down, following the frame of the door and curled up. I spoke softly this time. “I’m sorry. I promise I’ll never do it again.”

The door opened. pushing me into the corner. “Where are you, you little shit!?” I heard her say. 

She took a step inside my room and closed the door, leaving the two of us alone in my bedroom. She turned around and saw me cowering in the corner. I saw what she went to get and it was all too familiar to me. She got the paddle.

“There you are!” she spat, grabbed me by my arm, and flung me onto my bed. “Assume the position!”

“Mom plea—”

She slapped down the paddle on the bed next to me and screamed, “ASSUME THE POSITION!” 

Tears flooded my face as I slowly slid off the bed, turned around to face the bed again, and bent over.

“Pull them down!”

I pulled down my pants. Mom had drilled holes into the paddle so I could hear it before it hit me. It made getting spanked all the more painful. I don’t know if it was the anticipation or the whistle that scared me the most. The whistle started and the pai—

I woke up with a start and nearly falling out of my chair. Another goddamn nightmare. “Fuck!” I whispered. 

I felt pressure on my right arm and my body suddenly shifted. My chair and face were now on the floor. I looked up and Howard was looking down at me from his desk next to mine with a smug look.

“Rairy, get off the floor!” Mr. Bumble shouted at me.

I hope you enjoyed it! If you’re interested and want to read more you can click this link or you can go to the books section and look at the blurb/photos.

Have a great day!
Katherine