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Be Careful What You Wish II By Joseph A. Falls Part 2 The school was an old building, surrounded by gates that closed at night, with some dorm rooms for students to live in, and old fashioned classes with oak room desks for two students to sit in. There were also salons for ballet and ballroom lessons, one Gym with Sauna and a swimming pool. Our teachers were ladies and Nuns, all very proper and sweet. I became the mischievous and the leader of my class, perhaps because I still have a male mind somewhere, and my teachers saw that leadership and used it as well. I was involved in all types of activities, and everybody seemed to love me, all except Gill Sanders a girl a year older, that saw me as an enemy since I came in the school and took some positions that she believed were her own. After three months of school I was already adapted and seemed to develop very well, physically my body was sprouting my own breasts and I looked fully matured, thing that I loved, but Mom and Dad hated. They took me back at the clinic and removed the implants, I remain a normal size again. Gill used this to have fun at me, spreading the rumor that I used padded bras and toilet paper in my cups. I got really mad, so I planned a few things to do to her in order not to lose face to my friends, things like a mouse in her locker, red ink in her white thighs before the ballet class or hiding her shoes, were just a couple of silly things that I did to her. But she fought me back, placing rattraps in my backpack, wetting my clothes in the shower while I was at Gym class or breaking a key in my locker so it would not to open, were the things that she did to me during my first three months at school. These things made us have a cat fight in the corridors, which sent us to our principal office for punishment, a whole weekend doing stuff in the kitchen like cleaning dishes after dinner, cleaning the toilets and corridors, and polishing the school's trophies seemed like hell for both of us. But the worst part was to sleep in the attic with Gill, in the same bed. We tried to fight the first night, but the darkness of the attic and the cold of the room, calmed our anxieties, Gill kicked my leg under the blanket, which I did back, she then tickled me and I answered back with my own attack. After one week, we became the close friends and everybody that loved our fights, now were speechless to see our change. During the weekends if I wasn't at Gill's house she was in mine, we did everything like sisters, we even tried the same hairdo to look more similar (A thing that I would recommend only if you wanted to look like a crazy girl from the mad house), but was fun stuff after all. To end the first trimester at our school a dance was set to celebrate, with the boys of a nearest military academy. Gill knowing that I didn't have a male friend, set me a date with her cousin Joel, who attended that school. That Saturday I woke up like an early bird and started to choose my clothes for my first upcoming date with a boy. My lacy black thong, strapless bra, my 'up to the leg' sheer black panty hose, a mini black dress and my 3-inch stiletto shoes. Mommy came inside to my room and saw my choice of clothes. Intrigued she asked, "Those are some clothes Roberta, I hope you don't want to dress that way to class." I made my Mom sit on my bed and smiling I explained, "Mom, guess what? I have a date with a boy tonight" Mom was happy, but recalling the hardness of my father she told me, "But you didn't ask your father's permission, I don't think he will let you go in a date with such short notice and without knowing this boy." I picked the end of my braid and started to suck it, (my habit when I got nervous), and Mom seeming to understand said to me: "I will help you with your hair and makeup. If you go with that babyish look to your Dad, and ask him. If he refuses, cry a lot, that will break his heart like the day you found your school uniforms in my closet." So I looked at my self in the mirror, in my braid and pink flannel nightgown. I looked like a baby indeed I tried my baby look once more and saw my mother approval, and then I went to the attack. Opening the door my Dad was almost asleep watching the early news; his hairy chest was uncovered and he had my mother pillow and his own under his head. When he saw me entering the room he extended his arms in a calling way for me to enter his arms, I did that and placed my small head in his chest, playfully with the end of my braid I tickled his nipple. Then as I saw him relax and having his big hand on my head I asked: "Daddy, could I go to a date with a friend?" I hear his heart pounding harder in his chest and we started the following dialogue: "Do I know this boy? "Nope." "Do you know this boy? "Nope." "When is this date?" "Today." "Who is this boy?" "It's Gill cousin Joel." "Joel Hum... What does he do?" "He is in the military school that will go the Dance with our school." "I don't like military schools for boys, and boys of military schools." "But Daddy it's just a date..." "Let me call Gill's father..." So he took the phone and called Gill's father to inquire about Joel. I listened to him saying that he was a good kid, and a very responsible one, and nothing will happen since Gill will go with a friend of hers too. "Well, Pumpkin seems that you will go to a date, but I don't want you to dress too revealing or sexy. Please remember always that you are a good girl from a good family. Don't do anything that will shame me or your Mom." "I won't Daddy, I promise," And I kissed his chest, leaving the room. Mom was behind the door and said to me, "Get ready we go to the hair salon!" I dressed my self in some pink slacks (my favorite color) and left with Mom after breakfast; (Of course I took Daddy's breakfast to his bed and give him a lot of kisses). But I was so excited that was hardly thinking, I imagined Joel, handsome and gentle, and was taken away all the way to the mall. At Martha's hair salon, Martha an old friend of Mom from school greeted us, and Mom greeting to her told about my date, asked to have my long hair with gentle waves and my nails done. Then she took me to buy some jewelry; a pearl necklace with pearl earrings, she told me that was a present from her and my dad due to my excellent grades and they wanted me to know how they were proud of me. When we came back I hurried to have a scent bath and shave all over, then I moisturized my skin, applying a little of Mom perfume, Obsession and dressed in my clothes. It was six o'clock when Dad and Mom looked me over and were complimenting my look, then the doorbell rang, Gill was there and Joel too. Dad talked to Joel in the Living Room and Mom took Gill to the kitchen to advise her to take care of me. I was embarrassed but didn't let the moment escape, so I came down the stairs, doing my entrance. Joel saw me and was perplexed; I looked at him and we were in love. Before my Dad put me through a really embarrassing position I made it to the car holding Joel's hand. He followed me like a Puppy, Gill followed and we left. I sat in the back seat with Joel, leaving for dinner. Joel asked me about my school my grades, and all blabbing stuff that normally a guy in his position will ask, I was more assertive and knew that I have him on my hand. During our dinner something made me laugh terribly and was that Joel said that he thought I was a very ugly girl, because his cousin was always doing jokes to him and that was the first time she fixed him in a date, but Gill who was more active than his cousin replied that she could not do a bad thing to me since she loved me more than she loved Joel. As girls at some moment we have to go to the powder room, and there Gill told me: "I didn't knew you were a Virgin, Bobbie." "Shit, who told you that I am a virgin?" "No one, I just put 2 plus 2 together when your mother called me to the kitchen before we left and she gave me a lot of recommendations to take care of you." "They treat me like a Baby!" "It's your fault Bobbie, you never do anything to lead them to accept that you are a woman now, next month its your seventeen birthday and you still sleep in that pink thing of yours." "I don't like babydolls?" I said. "That is not what I mean," she replied "it's just that everything you do with your parents is always leading them to think that you need them and that makes them be over protective with you, you are a pampered child my dear, more a ten year old girl than sixteen." I felt tears coming, and was with watery eyes when Gill saw me. "Oh, sorry Bobbie I didn't want to be mean with you, sorry, sorry!" Seeing her distress I calmed a bit fixed my make up and leave to the table, but the damage was already done and I was feeling more and more disgusted. At the movies Joel sat with me far away form Gill and his friend Richard, then Joel asked me: "What happened in the bathroom there?" "Why?" I said. "Because that you seemed to bright with your own light and after you went to the bathroom, you looked more distressed, was because something that Gill told you, right?" "No don't worry Joel", I replied, "let's see the movie." Joel didn't say anything else to me, he just commented on the movie from time to time. When they returned me home, at the porch of my house, Joel who had walked me in, seemed to have fire in his pants, I backed a bit to the door and was expecting him to kiss me, after all I liked his puppy ways and his looks were astonishing me, I knew he liked me but he was retreating to the car. "Hey!" I said, and picked his elbow when he was trying to turn, and he surprised me with a maneuver that I didn't know, our lips connected in a French kiss. I melted my self in his arms and this time I was the puppy. I opened the door while he left, and closing it I sat on the nearest couch sighing deeply, Mom looked me from the top of the stairs but didn't say anything, I was in a cloud. Next morning I knew that I was in love when I woke up and found that my panties were terribly wet. But I was more scared when apart from the wetness I saw blood coming out when I attempted to pee. Something was terribly wrong, I knew that this was impossible and only a sign of worse problems, so I squealed loudly and was squealing even more and more when Mom and Dad came to the bathroom. They were scared to see the bloodstains and took me to an emergency clinic, where they did all kind of tests on my poor self. My doctor was called in and about 12 PM they had the results. My doctor broke the news to Mom, Dad and me, who was a vivid white. "There is nothing wrong with you Bobbie," my doctor said, "remember that I told you once that your DNA and hormone levels were those of a girl, and it's true, you are a late blossoming child my dear, and that blood stain is nothing else than your first menstruation." "But how did that happen?" said my Dad, "I remember that he..." "She," interrupted the doctor, "she is genetically and hormonally a girl, we never conducted an internal test because we thought of her as a transsexual, but the extra hormones all these months assisted in the maturing of Bobbie to reach her normal self. Inside she is ready to give birth with nothing different than any girl, just that we have to operate on her today to open her vagina, to allow normal fluids to come and go and to let her have normal hygiene as a girl." "But doctor why this didn't this happen before?" I asked "Well, you may have had a sudden hormonal increase yesterday that made you explode, I will have to discontinue those pills." The kiss of Joel, I thought, and the fact that I feel in love is what propitiated this chain reaction That afternoon the skin folds that covered me were removed and vaginal lips were formed out of it, by an expert plastic surgeon. The next morning I wake up and touched my self under the blanket, it hurts still a little but I feel my lips and my clitoris, as a boy I could recall any erection at all or a bigger size, it was just skin covering my real self. Mom and Dad took me home, and Gill and Susan went to see me, I explained everything to them, and they were surprised by a lot with it (Gill was more surprised than Sue, and swore to keep my secret). I changed the tampon from time to time, a bit scared to see the blood that came from my slit, and stayed in bed because of my cramps. Mom or Dad came from time to time to see me, and I asked them to stay with me. That does it for the brave girl that Gill told me to be. Monday morning I was at school, I felt that this was my third day and wanted to stay home, but Mom had already called to inform them of my hard period. They only removed me from my ballet lessons of that day, I had to sit and watch only. The other girls were pampering me a lot and Gill gave me her gray wool sweater for me not to feel cold. My "sister" was feeling guilty of that happened but I assured her that eventually all this have happened. When I came home I put my pajamas and sat on the couch to watch the television. Mom gave me a funny present, Cotton socks with fingers and all the colors of the rainbow, "To keep your feet warm." she said. And Dad bought me brown leather "suede" shoes. I put my hair in a braid and a pink bow at the end; I know Mom was waiting for this opportunity. She unbraided my hair to fixed in piggy tails with bows. I didn't care at this treatment; after all I was feeling girly all over. The doorbell rang and I thought was Sue but it was not, When Dad opened the door the one behind was Joel, and I wanted the earth to swallow me at that very moment. My face was red, and I hated my Dad for his customary way of opening the door without looking first. Dad let him inside, and I noticed that Joel, even with his military cut, was nearly as tall as my Dad. Joel didn't seem to care that I was in my pajamas and my new hairdo; in fact I think he liked me in my girlish way even more. I asked Dad's permission to take Joel to my room, and he agreed but told me to leave the door open. So we went to my room and I sat in Buddhist style in my bed while Joel sat on my side, then he spoke: "I escaped today to see you, because Gill told me that you were sick, I hope it's not because of our date." "Don't be silly," I reply, "it's just my period, it hits me hard from time to time you know." "Yeah, I know, I learned that from sixth grade. Look, Bobbie, I just came here today to ask you about the dance." With all the late events I had forgotten about the next Saturday dance and was surprised that Mom had forgotten about it too. "I just want to know if you had anyone else ask you out. If not then I will like to go with you." "Oh!" I said sitting primly. "I have so many offers, but I think I will accept yours." "Great!" he said and he took his school sports jacket off giving it to me. "Thank you." I said "But I have some sweaters of my own." "That is for you, it means that you are my girl, it is a kind of a compact between us." I was taken away with that, and Joel took that opportunity to kiss me again. He was a good military boy; he always placed my defenses down before to attack. When he left, I wore his jacket and slept, it was huge but I felt almost like in his arms, it has his cologne smell too. Next day in the school bus stop I wore it again, It has his name embroidered, but I didn't care, I saw some girls using jackets like this in the school and now I understand why. Gill saw me in the jacket at the class, and read aloud "Joel", I blushed and removed the jacket when our religion teacher came inside our class, it was a good thing I had the jacket with me. I couldn't stop thinking in him; even I put a snap shot my Dad took of us in my locker. But Gill told me, "Aren't you going too far with this affair?" "Well," I said to Gill. "It's my first boyfriend you know" "I don't want you making a soup of tears 'sis'. Just be careful, okay?" I didn't understand her reluctance to my happiness and during our Gym class I told her to stay away from Joel and me. She lifted her shoulders in sign that she didn't care and went to the other side of the room. I think I hurt her, but I also knew that it would be only momentarily. Mom picked me up from school that day, she brought my 3" heels with her and we left to the mall to buy me a gown for the dance. I was excited and wanted to buy a very revealing one, but I had to buy a dark blue satin strapless one that was not to revealing but also not to prudish. I modeled it at home for Dad and he gave me his approval. I was happy and called Joel, we talked lovingly for half an hour until Mom attempted to hang up the telephone on me. Being a teenaged girl was a very tiring thing; I went to sleep early that day. At school Gill was still angry with me, and she didn't say a word to me all day. I missed her a lot, I even told her to skip class and escape with me to the mall, but she was really mad. When I came home I saw in a magazine a hairstyle that I liked, it was shorter than my middle back hair and with more highlights, also a permanent was applied to the model. So I showed it to my Mom and she gave me her approval for it, Dad also liked it because as in his own words "looks more proper for a teenaged girl than your usual braids and bows." This got me started. "What's wrong with my hair, after all was styled by Mom." But he was expected this and told me, "That is the problem, you are turning seventeen in two weeks and your hairstyle is still of a six year old's." I ran to the kitchen and to find refuge in Mom's arms, she said angrily to Dad that he should stop saying that, and dried my tears. I went to my room and closed the door but listened them talking: "When he was a boy he was more normal than now, of course he looked like a sissy being really a girl but he never was so dependent on us than she is now." "Frank what happened to her is traumatic, I know that we have to break her loose, but she is still so fragile that it's too soon." "I think she needs help," said my Dad. I cried a lot then, I will be seventeen in two weeks but I needed them more than before, I was heartbroken to listen to my Dad, I was just 5?3" and I saw him very big and protective, I am his princess, why did he say that I need help? Morning time I woke up, had a quick shower, dressed in my uniform, and then ate my breakfast. When Dad came and attempted to kiss me, I left, taking my backpack, to school. It was the third day that Gill was angry at me, tomorrow will be our dance and she didn't said a word, even when we and a lot of girls decorated the Gym for the dance. I was making paper flowers when Gill sat beside and said, "You are doing that the wrong way, you should listen to your older sister from time to time so you would do the right thing." I locked at her and we embraced each other in a very nice hug, I told her everything that was going trough my mind, all about Dad and my hair and all. Then she told me, "Tomorrow I will pick you up to go to the hair salon. Don't let your mother go or she will spoil you, okay." "Okay." Part 3 Saturday morning I woke up because of the noise downstairs, it sounded like furniture being moved. So I went down to have a look, my dad had a Vanity table complete with a chair in the living room. I was perplexed when he said that it was for me. I give him a lot of kisses, and the men fixed it in my room, I was so happy to have it. At noon Mom dragged me to Martha's again. (I had been waiting for Gill But she didn't come.) Martha fixed my hair like the model in the magazine. (Of course I looked better than she did!) At Martha's my legs were waxed and the girls advised me on how to fix my make up. I was in the middle of the treatment when I saw Gill with her mother coming inside, Gill looked distressed. I heard that her mother wanted a more proper hairstyle for her 17 year old that wanted to look too mature. They sat Gill with me and she took my hand, then told me that her mother found some condoms in her room. I couldn't understand what was the problem till she said that she found some "used" condoms in her room. Gill was very active but I never though that she was sexually active. Anyway they fixed us for the prom while our mothers drank coffee and spoke about us. Gill's mother was considering having Gill interned in the school for the rest of the year, to behave more properly, She was becoming a bad influence to her younger sisters and so of course Mom thought that she might become a bad influence for me too. Then she took me back home, and I took a scented bath with lavender salts. Also after a short nap, I woke up dressed in my lingerie and sat on my new vanity fixing my hair, face, and painted my nails in a bright red, and my lips the same color. My new hairstyle was very nice and I looked stunning, Mom came and helped me in my gown, I looked perfect, almost like a beauty queen. (That gave ideas for a beauty contest.) Joel came at about six and gave me a corsage. I insisted he put it on me, which meant that he touched my breast. It was the first time that a man had touched an intimate part of my body, making me swivel all over. Dad took a lot of photos with his digital camera, and was happier than ever. We left for a Barbecue n' Grill to have dinner, but only the two of us, because Gill and Richard went to have dinner at another place. There I enjoyed Joel gentlemen manners, holding the chair for me and ordering our dinner for us. I drank some wine, and saw everything like in a dream. I playfully removed my feet from my shoe and caressed Joel leg. He smiled to me in a gentle way and I blushed. After dinner we left for our dance, the hall was full of people and my friends surrounded me to ask who was the handsome boy. We danced a couple of songs and sat with Gill and Richard. Our teachers paid a lot of attention in the dancers, and our swimming teacher seemed to have special attention for Gill and Richard, who were on the edge of kissing passionately. During one of our dances I felt the hard tool of Joel in my stomach, he was excited and so was I. When he kissed me on the neck and caressed my butt, I was excited, but I remembered my Dad and separated my self from Joel. Joel then told me that he had gotten a hotel room for us, and it was time to leave and go there. That "little thing" that he forgotten to tell me, infuriated me. I left him standing in the center of the dance floor, I was really upset and went to the phone to call Dad to pick me up. Jennifer Falls came after me just to tell me to look inside the dance hall, I went with her and there was Joel kissing Margaret Jennings our "easy girl" in the school. Gill was really upset and I felt like dying in that spot where I was standing. I ran to the road followed by Gill and Richard, just to stop about a hundred meters away crying in desperation, they offered to take me home, but I refused and decided to wait for my Dad standing there. Half an hour later I was in my father car, crying a lot and sobbing. He was really angry, and so was my Mom when we arrived home. I didn't tell her of Joel's plans but just what he and Margaret were doing. That night I cried till I fell asleep, and in the morning I didn't want to wake from my bed. I was feeling sad and sick at the same time. Mom brought me breakfast but I didn't want to eat, I was sinking into depression, and was just crying and sobbing all the time. Gill passed by and looking me in my bed with my watery eyes embraced me and said, "Oh Bobbie, I'm sorry. I tried to warn you that Joel wasn't trustable, but you were so in love with him that I thought that maybe this time he would change. I swear that I didn't knew that he was planning to take you to that hotel." "It's fine," I said to her, "you don't have to apologize for him, he is a bastard, now I recognize that. You can't spend your life trying to protect me from mean boys, I know you are very busy with Richard this days." "Yes," she said laughing, "very busy." "I know that my Mom was thinking of prohibiting me to have you as a friend, but she didn't have the heart to do it." I reply. That afternoon Gill helped me to burn Joel's photos, and his sports jacket. I felt relieved but heartbroken anyway. Gill came up with a lot of plans on what to do to Margaret, but she was a whore. I saw no point in maybe getting punished over them, so I just told her to leave that alone. When Gill was leaving that Sunday afternoon, I asked to her to tell Joel never to call me again. Monday morning I took a shower with hot water and fixed my hair in piggy tails with red ribbons. I don't care about anyone else, I like that way. I took my salmon pink cashmere sweater, and went down to have my breakfast. Dad kissed me in my forehead and Mom embraced me. They knew how hard was for me to stand after being hit that way, but I knew I would survive. At school that afternoon we were removing the garbage from the dance to free our Gym for classes. Jenny Falls was on top of a ladder with a glue pint and Margaret was down. I told her not to do it but she did. Yes how well done it was. Margaret hair was ruined and she had to cut it in Demi Moore style. Jenny was then suspended for a week, but she became one very close friend since then. Part 4 The two weeks that went to my birthday passed very fast, all kind of preparations were done for this, and the vast majority of my friends expected this to be a great event since my father was doing it at his social club. A few days before Gill, and I went to Richard house, Richard who was 20 years old was now Gillian's official boyfriend. We went to his house to swim at his pool. I was trilled with my bikini, as I always wearing so many clothes, but this seemed like painted on me. From the pool I was looking at the house, and saw a guy in one of the windows looking at me, he was wearing glasses, and looked like a bit of a nerd. Intrigued as I was always, I entered the house pretending to go to the bathroom and opened a red door with a KEEP AWAY painted on it, there was a nerd version of Richard working on one computer. His name was Jeff and apart from the glasses he was like Richard, but 17 years old. We talked and saw that he was having a big erection from his pants and couldn't look anywhere else than my bikini. I finally convinced him to go to the pool with me. He was in desperate need of sun, (and a cold shower too!) but I found him attractive. I was sure that anything like my mistake with Joel wouldn't happen this time. The guy was good looking. When I removed his glasses he become a hunk! He was in love with me and I liked him a lot too, yet this time I wasn't really ready to surrender my heart to any man. He called me every night and spoke me in the sweetest of the words, telling me how he liked me, and how he was lucky to have a girlfriend like me. I bought him some decent glasses and presented him to my Dad the day of my birthday. He had the second waltz at my party and all my friends were surprised that I always found handsome guys to be my boyfriends. After the party Jeff took me to my house, but I made him have a small detour. We stopped in a motel, where I gave my self to him sexually. Little did I know that Jeff was Virgin too, so it was a special moment for both of us. When I came home Mom was waiting for me at the living room, she knew what I have done but didn't say an angry word, just to be careful and not get pregnant. I hadn't forgotten that possibility I assured her. The next day was a Sunday and I woke up that morning with my Dad pulling my braid, he gave a good morning kiss and said to me: "All my friends complimented me yesterday, for having such a beautiful daughter. Some of friends even reminded me about one thing." "What thing? You took care of every detail, yesterday was fantastic!" "Well", he said, "They reminded me about the debutante ball that is next month." "Oh no Daddy, I don't want more dances! Just two weeks ago I was at my school, yesterday my birthday at the country club, and now you tell me about the debutante ball?" "Well honey, it's too late." he said "I just wrote your name in for the Ball Also your Mom and I are going to Florida for two weeks on a cruise trip, during that time you will have to stay interned in the school." As soon as my Dad left, I called Gill to tell her the bad news, but she was crying. Her Mom had found her in her bed with Richard doing it, and their parents were sending her for a month to be interned at the school as a warning. Monday morning I was with my suitcase in a room at the school with Jenny and Gill. Jenny was a "permanent" but Gill and I were only doing time here. Rules here were different, lights off at ten o'clock, and the nuns checked our closets from time to time, to see if we didn't hide cigarettes or anything prohibited. For me who always was a pampered child, those fifteen days would be a nightmare. No matter what childish look or which act I could perform this time, nothing worked with those hard nuns. So for the first time in my life I decided that the best course of action was to act and behave as a woman my age. The classes weren't different anyway, just that I had to eat dinner at school, be present at the 6 p.m. rosary and study at my room with my friends. But no one thought that we would became pranksters, especially against our little Maggie (The one "bitch" that took Joel). We did many things to that girl since she also was stuck here like us. Things went well, and no one ever knew that us were the one to play all kinds of practical jokes, especially on her. There was no way that she could revenge herself on us because almost all girls at the school hated her more than they hated us three. The school had an afternoon with the boys of the academy, and was held specially at the swimming pool; I took my special bikini for that and fixed my self very nice because I knew that Joel was going to be here. We also took Margaret's bikini and dyed in a transparent solution that became red on contact with the water. Joel got mad when he saw me in the bikini and came to say "Hello". I told him to "Get lost." and took in the sun with my Jeff, but not too far away to see Margaret ashamed of the red spot that she created when dived in the swimming pool. Worst yet the solution in the water decomposed her bikini making her nude. I felt terrible for her and we decided not to do any more jokes to her. Mom and Dad came back the very next day so I returned home, When my Dad asked me if I had been a good girl those fifteen days I answered with my most innocent childish look, "Yes, very good girl." Few days later I was waiting for my period to come but it hadn't for a week, that scared me to hell, especially because I was very "active" with Jeff now. Gill didn't help, she told me about all the kind of things that a pregnant woman feels in the first months and I had almost all the symptoms. I remained in my room scared, going out only to eat and to school. A few days later I was absent from school suffering my period at home, which was always very hard on me. I swear that I'm going to be more careful in the future with Jeff, the fear that I had those days were a good lesson for me I had a dream one of those nights, a very weird one; I was again in my old self, the thirty-year-old man and he was dreaming to be me. I am in the other side of the mirror, the side were the things are upside down, and the upside down is normal to all of us. I am not a scientist, not even a College girl, but I was always concerned that something was wrong about the XX or YY thing. I was beginning to understand that I was in an opposite world, and that was the reason that I wasn't scared about all that had been happening to me since I woke up in this body. I was now scared to wake up and discover me again in my former life, I was in a dream, a dream that was so real to me that I didn't want anything else. I slowly opened my eyes and my breathing relaxed when I saw Roberta looking back from the mirror. I had sweat all over me, and was shaking like a leaf. Mom came to say hello and thought that I had a fever, so she forced me to remain in my bed. I changed my nightie and my panties but didn't have the spirit to fix my hair, Dad came to see me before going to work and got very concerned about me because my heart was pounding nervously in my chest. Someone had stolen my happiness and I was more and more sad to wake up as a man again. I was sinking into a depressed state and even my doctor couldn't find a real reason for me to be depressed. My friends came to see me but they just laughed at my story. I got angry with Jeff when he made a comment about me going to a mad house. I opened my books to study and saw a lot of opposite things that I thought were certain a few days before, my knowledge as a man was mixing with my knowledge as Bobbie in this world. One thing I know, is that things that my previous male persona understands very well about chromosomes A lot of things were possible in this world and impossible in the "real" one. Eventually after a few days of being nervous I understood that I had to find the way to remain in this dream world, even if I have to kill my other self in the other world to guarantee my permanency as a girl in this one. So I quit on having a boyfriend and being the popular girl in school. The pampered little girl of Mom and Dad had to start an investigation on any subject that could lead me to my freedom from that guy who was asleep in that distant place of my mind. I became a bookworm and was more and more abstracted on my personal investigation; a black pull over, slacks and gym shoes became my best attire during those days. Finally after weeks of study in the library on stories and works led me to an Egyptian book of the dreams and a magic ritual. As I read the book I was clearing things on my mind, I as a man had created this world in my male mind, it was a fantasy world were everything was possible, but many things were wrong because of that guy's ignorance on many things. I understand that because he was more creative than scientific he was able to create this world for me but was to unable to do it under a solid basis. One day this world will shatter into pieces like a glass, and I will wake up again as him after a long rest. I have no time, I need to practice the magical ceremony to join my world and his world, to let myself live as a girl in the real world and to release the guy of his crossdressing and transsexual desires. To let him find happiness as a complete man. I wasn't measuring the consequences of the change on the realities of both worlds, I just understood that the magic was a possible thing in this world. I bought every item necessary to do the ritual, my parents thought that I was planning another of my fancy jokes on my school friends. And in the secrecy of my room Bobbie through a magical ritual was able to fix a disparity that a man with a deep wish from his heart created one day. Bobbie slowly opened her eyes, and saw the carpet of her pink room, no sign of the magical items that she bought to do the magic, but instead on the vanity were pictures of her as a baby and a young girl in primary school. No fantastic sickness or conditions that created a girl out of a boy, she was and had always been a girl from birth and everyone remembered her as one. She walked to the kitchen. Frank her father was reading the news about a wealthy artist of 30 something that was getting finally married after a long life as a playboy. Bobbie looked at the photo and saw his old self smiling, with a beautiful brunette, walking down the aisle of a church. The telephone rang and her mother called her, it was Jeff and all her friends, they wanted to pick up her to go to the movies. Life has it's rewards after all, but for sure we all must be very careful about what we wish or why we wish that for. (Finally: The End)