I'm a high school junior and fourteen years old named "Chris". It's really "Christina", but I always wished I were a boy. I like to think the simple facts summarize me as well as most will ever know me. I tend to be considered an isolationist and cut-off from major communication, but I think that's just what people would prefer. Those who do listen to me think I'm bitingly sarcastic and bitter about the world around me. I am.
I come from the type of family where no one speaks, half of us are disowned, and the rest die of diseases. My parents have been divorced for years, and I resent them for it. I live with my father and his current wife, neither of whom understand me. Both think I'm incapable of intelligent thought.