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Her room was painted a cream colour, very few posters decorated the walls, shelves were filled with books and not dolls, and she had a large wardrobe up against the wall. At the time my sister was sixteen and going through her GCSE's. Pink, filled with girly things ranging from dolls to make up to posters of boy bands and actors. When I entered my sister's room, I had an idea of what it would be like.
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I didn't have any idea about the culture that followed it, I didn't know that men and women dressed in clothing of the opposite gender as a lifestyle choice, I would find that out much later in my life. At the time, when life seemed simple, I only saw it to be innocent curiosity that drove me to try on my sister's clothes. I didn't really care at the time, I didn't know what kind of effects it would have on my future. Many would have found it weird, an eleven year old boy wanting to try on girls clothing. I had freedom of the house, and since my fascination started, I had only wanted to do one thing: try on my sister's clothing. There were times when I was left on my own in the house my parents were either at work or out for the afternoon, and my sister was visiting her friends. It looked nicer, and when I hugged Katie, her clothes felt nicer against my skin, a lot nicer. I remember watching my older sister Katie walk around in skirts, dresses, blouses, all clothing that was infinitely better than anything I wore. It started when I was eleven years old, my fascination for girl's clothing and crossdressing that is. I shall leave you, the reader, to make up your own mind.) While I try to write an unbiased entry of my life, some of what I have written might sound biased. While it might seem to be a far-fetched account, what you read is true. (Author's note: I am writing this at the age of 27, on Monday 26th March, 2018.