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Magic Crayons by Maggie O'Malley
This story is dedicated to my Auntie Sara the Art Angel. Her beautiful
creations both art and literary bring joy and love to all they touch.
Yet as wonderful as they are, they are not the greatest gift she
possesses. The greatest gift of all is the beautiful young woman
herself. Auntie Sara you are a kind, generous, and gentle soul with so
much love to give, and so many who want to give love back to you. You
bring a smile to my face every time your pink wings hold me in a
cuddle and I wanted to say thank you by coloring you your very own
kitten tale. I hope you like it. I used my magic crayons.
I would also like to thank Bill Hart for creating the Spells 'r' Us
universe where so much wonderful magic has been born and for allowing
others the opportunity to play there and of course, special thanks to
my cyber family and friends who constantly shower this kitten with
love, hugs and encouragement to color. Without all of you, neither
this story nor I would exist. Hugs and love to you all.
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Magic Crayons
Chapter Thirteen: Magic Crayons and a Debt Repaid
Sara's eyes went wide. Just when she thought the magic was over, it
seems as though the wizard still had a trick up his sleeve, and with
his last words she knew it was a big one. She settled herself in and
once again the wizard began.
"Sara, as you know, women don't become women overnight. It's a long,
beautiful, exciting, and sometimes painful journey from being a little
girl to a teenager and then into a young woman. Like your recent
experience Sara, the journey to womanhood is as important as achieving
it. Sadly, transsexuals often miss that journey and have to start
their lives as grown women, with none of the learned lessons genetic
girls have to draw on. I liken this to building a house and trying to
start construction on the second floor. Without a proper foundation
below you, it's bound to fall."
Sara nodded her agreement and offered her own opinion. "You are right.
Most transsexuals aren't able to start living their lives as female
until their twenties or thirties and for many it's even older. We miss
so much. We spend the rest of our life trying to play catch up with
our genetic sisters and mourning what we've never had and never will
have, while we try to make the most of what we got. There's not a one
of us who wouldn't die to have had the chance to get to womanhood the
old fashion way."
The wizard smiled as Sara had left him the opening he was looking for.
"Sara what if I told you that you could get to womanhood as you put
it, "the old fashion way" and you really wouldn't have to die to get
there, or then again I guess maybe you would?"
Sara did her best impression of a deer caught in the headlights, as
she had no idea of what the wizard was talking about, let alone being
able to answer him intelligently.
The wizard seeing her doe-eyed helplessness smiled warmly and offered
her his hand and with it the promise of clarification. "Come with me
Sara, these old bones don't take to sitting so long. Let's you and I
take a little walk around the store and I'll explain."
Sara took his hand as she rose from her seat and then released it to
take the arm he had so gallantly offered. The pair stepped out from
behind the counter and then began walking down the aisles, passing by
shelves filled with anything from bubble gum cards to bazookas. Sara
browsed a bit as they walked but stayed silent and waited for the
wizard's lead. It didn't take long for him to give it.
"Sara, all women have a little girl within them, just as all men have
a little boy, and it's staying touch with that part of their
personality that is the true secret to staying young."
Sara smiled and nodded her understanding, but still not sure where the
wizard was leading her, but nonetheless she continued walking and
listening.
"But...since most transsexuals have a child within them that never got
to live or at least live the life of a child in their correct gender,
that part of their personality is often more dynamic than someone born
without that defect. It's why a recently transitioned 40-year-old TS
woman might go through a stage where she tries to dress and act like
she's 16. Sure she was 16 once, but she was never a 16-year-old girl
and that part of her still wants to go to the junior prom."
Sara stopped as they reached the end of one aisle and reflected on the
wizard's words. "That makes sense. It kind of goes back to what you
said earlier about trying to build a house and starting with the
second floor. It's pretty hard to do without going back to lay the
foundation."
The wizard winked and then smiled, as he directed her around the
corner and up the next aisle. "That's spot on Sara! And it's exactly
what I'd like to offer you, a chance to lay a proper foundation."
"Proper foundation?" Sara queried.
The wizard nodded and then continued as they walked. "Sara the child
within you is stronger than the one within most transsexuals. I
believe that's because you weren't only denied a girlhood, you were
denied a childhood. Sara, I want you to think back to when you were
five and your father came home from work early. He found you in your
dress with your dolly and coloring books and he went over the edge. He
hurt you physically as he drug you down those steps, but then he hurt
you emotionally as he made you watch while he burned your clothes,
your coloring book, even your dolly. What life the little girl had in
the outside world ended that day and she retreated deep within you.
From that point on she only came forth through first your colorings
and then later your drawings and paintings. You were nearly twenty
before you were really able to embrace being a girl, and by then you
were stepping into a young woman's world, but that little five-year-
old girl within you hadn't aged a day. She wanted out, and you wanted
to let her out, but there was no mummy there to love and protect her
or no other children to play with. You were living a lonely life
barely safe for a young woman let alone a small child, so she stayed
five and she stayed within you and continued to do the only thing she
could do."
"Color with magic crayons?" Sara finished for him, finally picking up
where the wizard had been slowly leading her.
"Yes child, color with magic crayons. The young woman met Jenna and
went on to art school. She met Prue, eventually became the world
famous Art Angel, and having her SRS. The little girl tagged along
with the young woman, and she too connected with Jenna and Prue but
instead of being their sister as the young woman had, she was more
like a niece to Jenna and..."
"And a daughter to Prue." Again Sara finished the wizard's sentence.
It was as if he was reading the very feelings from her heart and tears
welled in her eyes as she said Prue's name. Memories of their tearful
goodbye the day she left New Zealand as fresh in her mind as it was
then.
The wizard stopped now as they'd came full circle and were once again
in front of the counter. He turned to face Sara and then took her
hands in his. "Sara, that little girl continued to live within you
only making her presence known in your art work until you went to
Jenna and Rick's house and met Becky. The little girl within you had a
chance for the first time in her life to play with another little girl
and she wasn't about to pass it up. Now think child, think how much
fun you had playing with Becky. You were in a safe, loving environment
for the first time since you were five and with your mother. Your true
spirit had a chance to come out and it wasn't a 28-year-old woman
trying to amuse her niece by playing hopscotch or dolly's with her, it
was one five year old connecting with another. And when you returned
to New Zealand with Prue, it was the little girl who held her mummy's
hand on the plane, and cuddled with her while they watched videos. Yes
the young woman was there and she found some inner peace by having
SRS, but it was the girl who found something even more precious. She
found a mummy to love her after being without one for almost 25 years,
but when this mummy offered her a home, the young woman took the
little girl away because she couldn't accept that either of them was
worthy of such love. Well she was wrong then and now you know it."
The pain and the truth in the wizard's words were too much for Sara.
The tears that had started to well earlier in her eyes now fell in
sobs and the wizard wrapped his arms around her and rocked the "little
girl" in his arms.
The wizard held her until the worst of it passed and she was finally
able to speak. "I'm sorry...forgive me... I've no reason to carry on
so. What you said is true...all of it, but...but... what difference
does it make now? It's over and done. Prue and her husband are
finally trying to adopt. They deserve a REAL little girl to call their
own."
The wizard smiled and winked. "I couldn't agree more Sara. So... how
would you like to be that REAL little girl?"
Sara's eye went wide and suddenly the room started to spin, as she
felt her knees buckle. The wizard showed incredible speed and agility
for a man his apparent age as he caught Sara and then held her until
she came back round.
He sighed and shook his head. "I've got to remember to be sure I have
them sitting down when I spring the big one on them. If you knew the
number of women I've had faint on me, you'd understand."
Sara smiled and nodded but she was still lost in the wizard's last
question. Almost afraid to ask him to repeat his question for fear she
would find out she'd misunderstood, she meekly offered, "Did you ask
me if I'd like to be a real little girl?"
The wizard chuckled lightly. "Yes child I did, although as I see it
you're already a real little girl and always have been. It's just the
body that's been a miss and I can fix that straight away."
Before Sara could say another word, the wizard put up his finger and
asked her patience for just a moment while he secured something for
her from inside the glass counter. When Sara gazed down she was
shocked to see that the original displays she'd seen before had now
changed and the wizard was pulling out a box gift wrapped in pink
paper with little angels on it.
He smiled as he pushed it toward her. "This is a little gift from your
mother and I."
Sara's fingers trembled as she removed the bow and tore back the paper
to reveal more pink, only this time on a gift box. Smiling nervously
at the wizard she then lifted the top off and her eyes went wide as
there before her were three old friends: a box of crayons, her
favorite coloring book and Maggie, the only dolly she ever had.
Tears welled in Sara's eyes as she ran her fingers across the cover of
her coloring book, and then they fell freely as she lifted Maggie out
of the box and held her to chest, rocking the doll in her arms just as
she had so long ago.
The wizard gave Sara time for her tearful reunion; waiting for her to
ask the questions he knew would come.
Sara clutched Maggie in her arm and wiped the tears away with the
handkerchief the wizard had given her. "How...how is this possible? I
watched them burn as my father threw them into fire. How?"
The wizard smiled softly and then pointed to the same sign above the
door he'd shown Sara earlier. Sara turned and looked up at the sign
and its message still applied. "Because I'm The Wizard, That's How".
Sara giggled and held Maggie tightly. She really didn't care how he'd
done it. She was just glad to have her prized possessions back in her
possession once again.
The wizard smiled noting he could really see the little girl with the
young woman when she held Maggie in her arms. He waited for Sara's
next question and she didn't disappoint him. "Thank you so much for
bringing these things back to me, no matter how you did it, but I keep
thinking about well... what you said earlier, about being a REAL
little girl and I was wondering exactly what you meant."
The wizard reached into the box and pulled out the coloring book and
crayons. "Sara I meant exactly what I said. I have the power to give
you a real little girl's body and it's a package deal because with
that body I'm going to throw in a wonderful home in New Zealand,
complete with the best mummy and daddy a little girl could ever want,
AND it's absolutely free of charge. As I said before Sara, I have a
debt to you and I intend to make good on it."
The water works threaten to start again as Sara was being offered the
one thing the little girl within her had went to bed praying for every
night of her life. She wanted to scream YES so loud that they heard
her all the way back to the Bath and Body Works, but then she realized
she was being selfish. She was being her father. She was letting her
obsession for what she wanted blind her to how it would affect others.
Yes, this is what she wanted but what about Prue? Was it fair to her
to have a bundle of joy fall from the sky and into her lap without her
consent?
Sara looked at the wizard and shook her head sadly. "I'm sorry but...
but it's not fair to Prue. I can't just think of what I want."
The wizard reached across the counter offering his hand to Sara and
once again she took it. His words were tougher to Sara but in order
for her to understand, they needed to be. "Sara, you ARE only thinking
of what you want. You're thinking about how much YOU love Prue, and
how much YOU need her and how unfair it is for YOU to just suddenly
become her daughter."
The wizard shook his head and sighed. "Child you need to think about
what Prue wants, and if you search your heart then you will know that
she loves you and needs you every bit as much as you need her. And
there would be nothing more unfair to her than if you DIDN'T become
her daughter. Sara, don't you realize she has ached to be a mummy for
as long as you have ached to have one? The joy, the security, the love
you felt as she held you in her arms was wonderful for her to give as
it was for you to receive. You fill that void in her life the same as
she fills the void in your own. Sara, if you can't trust your own
feelings, then trust me. I have done my homework on this. She wants
this as much as you do, but you have to decide. You can keep the good
life you now have. You're a beautiful young woman who is the world
famous Art Angel. You have a lovely home with two wonderful sisters in
Prue and Jenna, two cute little nieces to play auntie to, and a bright
future ahead of you on the second story of your home. Or... you can
lay the foundation and give the little girl the childhood she never
got to have. You'll have Jenna for an auntie, Prue for your mother,
and two little cousins to play a junior version of the Three
Musketeers with. You'll have to go through everything that every other
little girl goes through growing up, from scraped knees to first
kisses to senior prom's, and they'll be no Art Angel, just a little
girl and her magic crayons. Sara when it's all said and done, it
really comes down to one thing. You have to determine whose life this
is. Is it the young woman's or the little girl's? The choice is
yours."
Sara trembled as she looked into the wizard's eyes. "Do I have to make
the choice right now? I think I know what I want, but...but... I need
a little time and I'd still like to talk to Prue, that is if it's
permitted."
The wizard nodded. "No Sara you don't have to make the choice
immediately and yes you may talk to Prue about this. Because she has
such empathy especially with you, you needn't worry about her not
believing you, because she will. She'll sense the truth in your
words."
Sara reached across the counter and hugged the old man, who smiled and
hugged her back. When she finally released the embrace the wizard drew
her attention back to her coloring book and crayons. "Sara, I know you
are probably expecting some kind of magic potion to take with you, but
you are already in possession of a magic stronger than any I conjure
up. These crayons and this coloring book have always been magic in
your hands and they will be again. If you want the little girl to have
her chance at life then she will find it in the pages of this book."
Sara looked at the coloring book and then back up at the wizard giving
him a puzzled stare. "You mean I'm just supposed to color in the book
and that's the magic?"
The wizard chuckled. "It's always been your true magic. Why should it
be any different now? All you have to do is look through the book and
find the picture you want to color. There will be one that stands out,
there always is. Just start coloring and the special magic will take
care of all the rest; however, as with all wizard wonders there is
always that one rule. You have 24 hours to think this over and make
your decision. If you decide to be the little girl you will have to
color in the book before that time runs out. After the 24 hours, the
book and the crayons will no longer have the special magic, just the
normal kind that Auntie Sara could still share while coloring with her
nieces if she was so inclined. Now child, do you understand
everything?"
Sara took a deep breath. "No, I think I could live a thousand years
and not understand all of this, but I do understand your directions
and the choices that I have."
Sara paused then asked the wizard one final question. "How can I
possibly repay you for all that you've done?"
The wizard came round the counter and opened his arms. "I told you
already that it is I who owed you, but I would ask you for two things.
One, listen to your heart it will help you choose wisely and two,
would you have one more hug left for a foolish ol' wizard?"
The young woman smiled and fell into the wizard's arms, giving him his
hug and adding a kiss at no extra charge. She held the hug tightly
until happy tears ran down her cheeks. Reluctantly the wizard finally
broke the embrace, handing her a fresh handkerchief and then with a
smile and a wink he said, "Now child, it's time to be off. You've
still a long drive ahead of you and a great deal of thinking. Besides,
that was my last dry handkerchief. If you start crying again we're
both liable to drown."
Sara giggled as she wiped her eyes and then headed for the door. Just
as she grabbed the knob she turned back toward the wizard and said
thank you. The wizard nodded and acknowledged her responding with,
"you're welcome" and then waved as the chime sounded and Sara walked
out the door.
The wizard went to his handkerchief and wiped a tear from his eye and
looked upward. "You can rest easy now dear. She'll be fine. We've seen
to it."
To be continued...
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