The Lucky Charm

Chapter Two: The Road to Recovery

I was just coming around, realizing that I was flat on my back. I had just been electrocuted, why was I still alive. Then I
heard Darla scream, so I couldn't have been out for very long, bare moments. I moaned, barely audible. God, I hurt all over.

Again, how was I even alive after that shock? Guess I was just lucky! Ha, ha.

I opened my eyes to see Darla bent over me, a shocked look on her face. "My God Georgie, are you alright? You scared me half
to death." She was hyperventilating, trying to calm down.

I tried to say that I was alright and that everything was fine, but nothing came out of my mouth, just the barest of
squeaks. Just then Keara came to see what all the noise was.

She started crying, afraid I was dying, worry plain on her beautiful face. She managed to say, "Georgie, Georgie, please
don't leave us."

Mom came into the now becoming confined space of the bathroom. She took stock of what was happening and said, "Keara, get
Georgie some water, please. I think it will help with his throat. Then, maybe he can tell us how he feels."

Keara went to the sink and grabbed the bottle of water next to the mouth wash and brought it back to me. I was still flat on
my back, so she opened the bottle and tipped a little into the side of my open mouth. The water was cold and clean, it felt
like nothing better had ever passed my lips.

I savored the moment, then asked, "Help me up, please, I feel so weak right now."

Keara pulled on both my hands trying to drag me up. Darla from behind lifted under my arms. We got about half way up, when
we all slipped and fell to the wet floor on our backsides. Everyone was deadly silent, until I moaned and started to
chuckle, which soon turned into a full laugh and just couldn't stop myself. Soon they were all laughing and giggling with
me.

Mom said, "Well, I guess you're feeling better?"

I said, "No, not really. I feel like hell, and I hurt all over! But it was just so damned funny." Causing another round of
laughter.

Still holding onto my hands, it was Keara that noticed her bracelet, "Everybody, look at the charms on the bracelet, the
crystals are glowing." She was right, all three of the crystal charms pulsed with an inner life to them. The green clover
and the pink rose pulsed together and the blue star pulsed to counterpoint.

Making another attempt to stand, succeeding this time, though I was a bit wobbly on my feet. I said to Keara, "Keara, take
off the bracelet, please, then I'm going to change and then take a nap. I feel very tired still."

She turned it to the clasp and was working at taking it off my wrist. Finally, in a fit of exasperation, she said, "It won't
come off Georgie! It looks like it is welded together. You get changed and take your nap for now, we'll worry about it
later. Okay?"

I just nodded in agreement, and allowed myself to be led to my room. Yes, we still all lived together, just one big happy
family. As I was about to close the door, I told Keara, "Tell your mom to turn off the light switch before she tries
changing that bulb, we don't need another repeat of what just happened. Okay?"

I closed the door, then dropped my pants and boxers together, the socks came off as I slid my feet out of the pant legs. I
reached up and pulled my damp shirt off, dropping it to the floor with the rest of my wet clothes. Kicking them to the side,
they came to rest in front of the mirror on the closet door. Looking at myself in the mirror, I hated what I saw there.

I hated everything about myself, especially that thing between my legs. If I could only have been born as a girl, I wouldn't
care how I looked. Well, that's not really true, of course I would care, but I would still be a girl then. I turned from the
mirror, too disgusted with what I saw there.

I grabbed a pair of clean sports shorts from my dresser and pulled them on. I fell onto the bed, wrapping myself up in the
blankets. Tears streaming down my face, I thought, Why couldn't I have been born a girl? Life would be so much better. Those
were the last thoughts I had as I fell into a deep and troubled sleep.

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In my dreams, I had many strange visions, but none more strange than sitting in a psychologist's office. It was a nice
office and I felt completely safe there, sitting on a sofa across from the doctor. She was very attractive, long legs, tight
curvy body, medium to large in the chest, with the face of a goddess, and long curly medium red hair down almost to her
backside. Though her eyes were her most striking feature, they were a golden hazel green and sparkled to match her mood.

She was asking me a question, I didn't remember what she said, "I'm sorry, I got distracted for a moment there, what did you
ask again doctor?"

She smiled, her amusement showing in her I eyes, her beautiful eyes. She said, "I was asking what it was that you disliked
about yourself, you actually said, 'I hate the way I look.' So I asked what you disliked so much?" Again, that sparkle in
her eyes, completely captivating.

"Oh, right. Well, to start with, I'm a male and I just don't see myself that way. On the inside I feel as though that I
should be female, it seems the worst kind of luck to be a male. And I hate that. Why are some people so lucky to be born
female?"

That smile again, "So, you want to be pretty? You don't feel pretty as a boy?"

I felt frustrated, "No... well, yes, I suppose so, feeling pretty would be nice, but I would be happy, so very happy to just
be an average girl, just about any girl. But I'm not, I'm a boy, and I hate that."

"I see... " She said.

Almost breaking into tears, "NO, I don't think you really do see... How can you? You're a woman, a very beautiful woman, how
can you know what it's like to be trapped in a male body? You can't possibly know how I feel." Fully breaking into tears,

"I'm so ashamed of myself!"

She asked, "Have you ever thought about suicide before? Please be honest here, I can't help if you don't let me."

I looked down, unable to meet her eyes, I nodded, "Yes, I've thought about it, but I could never do that to my family, it
would be too selfish of me to put them through that. It wouldn't be fair to them."

She said, "More or less fair that living in the wrong body?"

"It's not the same thing, Oh, you just don't understand."

She smiled, "I understand more than you think I do. But let's put that aside for now. There are ways you can become female,
it takes time, it's not instantaneous, but you could still be female."

I sighed, "I know, I've looked into all that since I was old enough to understand what was wrong with me, but it is just too
expensive. It was just never meant to be."

"Okay, let's put that aside for now too. Let's concentrate on something you can change. If you could change just one thing,
just one little thing about yourself, what would it be? It doesn't matter how small the change, just something that will
help you feel better about yourself."

I thought for a bit, then, "Just a small change?" Looking at her. She nodded. "Well, I would change my hair color, I've
never liked this dirty blondish brown color." She encouraged me to go on. "I wish my hair was more like yours, red, but with
more like a bright new penny."

Again she smiled, warming me to the heart, "So, you would want to be a 'ginger' in the true sense of the word, is that it?"

I smiled in return, feeling her infectious warmth, "That would be a start!"

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There was a knock on the bedroom door, I called, "Come in." I was having the strangest dream, now if I could only remember
what it was. Oh well, dreams are like that.

It was Keara, "Georgette, we held off dinner as long as possible, but you should really get up. I hope you're feeling
better?"

I stretched as I sat up, untwisting myself from the blankets, "Keara, be a dear and flip the light switch, please?" I heard
her gasp as the light came on. "What is it? What's wrong Keara?" All she could do was point to the mirror. I got up and
turned to the mirror, then back to the bed, then again to the mirror. "What the hell!" I was completely bald.

A quick peek down my shorts revealed just how bald, I was. On a closer inspection in the mirror confirmed it. There wasn't a
single hair or trace of one on my body, not my eyebrows or even my lashes, "Shit!"

Grabbing a shirt from the back of my chair of my computer desk, Keara looked at the bed sheets before turning to me and
throwing the shirt at me, "Ewww, all your hair is all over the bed, that's just sick!"

Pulling the shirt over my now bare head, I pushed her ahead of me out the door. Following her to the dining table, I noticed
that Keara seemed a little taller than I thought. "Keara?" I asked as we sat down, "Have you had another growth spurt
recently?" It was then that mom and Darla notice the dead cat in the room.

She just snorted, "Yea, I wish! No, I'm still the same average 5ft 7in I have been for the last year and a half." Laughing,

"Maybe you're just getting shorter, Ha ha."

Almost as one, together, mom and Darla asked what happened to my hair. I tried to explain that it all fell out while I was
sleeping. Darla reached over and rubbed my head, "Ooh, your skin is so soft, just like Keara's was when she was a baby."

I felt my own head, she was right, it did feel very soft. I never noticed that before. Oh well, just one more thing to chalk
up to a very unusual day. I still couldn't get Keara's bracelet off though. Well, I might have to get her a new clasp if I
have to get it cut off.

The strangest part is, you remember the TV show "Smalleville"? When Lex was caught in the meteor storm as a boy and it
burned off all of his hair, he still had eyebrows and lashes. I guess the actor just didn't want to go that far for the
role.

After dinner, I helped Keara with the dishes and kept noticing that she seemed bigger somehow. After that we watched some TV
while Keara did some homework due in the morning, I tried to help where I could, but I wasn't very good at math. Thank god I
will be off tomorrow, I still felt like I could use a week of sleep.

Shortly, mom came in and sat down on the sofa next to Darla and I, "Just so you know Dear, I changed your bed sheets since
you still feel so tired." She snickered, "All I had left that would fit were Keara's old sheets that she had in elementary
school after she first got her new big girl bed."

Before I could say a thing, Darla laughed out loud, "The pink ones with 'Hello Kitty' all over them?" They all just laughed
so hard at that. I just got up and said good night and headed for bed. Could this day have been any stranger?

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I woke up the next day and knew it was later than I usually got up, the sun streaming through the window proved it was after
three in the afternoon. My room was on the shaded side of the house and was mostly dark throughout the day. I stretched,
sitting up and felt a whole lot better than when I went to sleep last night, but boy was I ever hungry. And I had to pee so
badly I could barely hold it to make it to the bathroom.

It's probably a good thing I didn't see myself in the mirror until after I was done at the toilet, or I would have most
likely wet myself. Since I was mostly still half asleep, I hadn't noticed a tickle along my neck. What the mirror showed was
that I now had a full head of hair.

And not just any hair, nothing like my hair had been, thank god! No, it was bright red, the color of a new copper penny. It
came down to the top of my shoulders, not too long, just long enough to be popular with the high school kids these days. And
that wasn't all. My eyebrows and lashes had grown back too! The same bright ginger, red. I was so happy, but why did that
make me so happy, I didn't fully understand.

End of Chapter 2

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