I can't even remember how many times I'd lie in bed, praying to a god I didn't even believe in to let me wake up a girl. Sometimes I would go to bed dressed in a full outfit, so that when I woke up I would feel like a girl, if even for only a split second (this was dangerous since I shared a room with my brother, but I didn't care).
The most vivid, most exciting, and most horrible memories I have are of the countless nights I lay in bed hoping I would change, thinking that maybe this was the day. Fortunately, the day has come. I wake up everyday now as a girl, in body and mind.
~Sarah