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Anniversary Check-up
You learn something new every day, or so they say.
Boy that was true for me on the 10th anniversary of my arrival at Big
Closet.
It started with me waking up and realizing I wasnt in my bed.
Now, I'm a pretty violent sleeper, and its pretty common for me to wake
up with pillows and sheets thrown all over the place. I have even fallen
out of bed once or twice, but I've never sleepwalked, as far as I know,
so I knew something was wrong right away.
Not I was panicking. I was floating, bathed in bright light, wearing
some skin tight silvery outfit that covered me from neck to toes, and
two shadowy figures were arguing over me, but I was totally relaxed ...
One said, "Liver damage. Joint damage. Weight issues. Dam it, we should
have given her some nanites last time."
The other said, "We got overruled, the big boss said stuff like that
would get noticed."
At this point, I must have made a sound, because the first voice then
said, "She's awake, we messed up on dosing her."
"Doesn't matter, we were going to do a conscious interview anyway.
Finish up the scans, I'll go talk to her," the other voice replied.
A shadowy form approached me.
"Hello, Dorothy," the figure, whose actual shape remained unclear to me.
"I'm not afraid," I murmured, "I should be afraid, but I'm not."
"That's because we have suppressed that part of your brain. But you
would have nothing to be afraid of in any case. We're just here to do a
check-up." the figure replied.
"Check up? Like, are you doctors? Am I in a hospital?" I asked.
"Not quite. You would think of us a anthropologists."
Even in my fog an idea occurred to me. "You're studying ...us? Humans?"
"Well, Humans, yes. You, on the other hand are not quite human."
"How can that be? I have a child, so obviously I must be human."
"We ... added a few modifications to you when you were just a toddler.
So we could recover your memories, to help us understand humans better."
"I ... see," I replied, then added, "You said something about the last
time you were here?"
"Yes, some things were happening for you that meant we wanted to do more
than just get your memories this time," he answered, and then added,
"You must understand, when we first added the memory device, you were
not even three years old. When we came back a ten of your years later
what we saw shocked us. We almost pulled the plug on the whole mission,
seeing how you'd suffered."
"But you didnt," I stated.
"No. We ... I felt like there was more to learn."
"So you kept coming back to check on me," I prompted.
"We did. Every ten years. When last we saw ou, you had just starting to
explore the online world, and had joined that writing site. Big Closet,
I believe it was called, and and were discussing the possibility of
doing something about your gender issues."
"That's right. Well, if you want an update, you might as well get
comfortable as I have a lot to tell you," I replied.
So we talked. Or rather, I talked and the alien listened, although they
did ask questions.
I tried to learn a little about them as well, and I did find out that
gender fluidity was a natural state for them. Which made it really
difficult for them to understand the struggles I've gone through in
order to transition. But the one thing they wanted me to be clear on
was they had no interest in conquering Earth or anything like that. In
fact they had a no contact or interference policy kind of like Star
Trek.
"But aren't you violating that policy by talking to me?" I asked.
"Not if you present this encounter as fiction," they replied.
And so that's what I'm doing. This is just a story about how much I've
changed, especially in the last ten years.
Or is it?
End?
Lesley
- 28.11.2022
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