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The doctor's prognosis left Stevie with a lot to process. Now, he has to figure
out how he's going to live his life. Thank you all for your amazing support and
kind words. I am so happy that so many of you are enjoying the story.
This has been a very tough week here.
In this chapter, a new morning brings the warmth of pancakes and hesitant steps toward connection as Emily begins to navigate life with the Blake family. Amid laughter, soccer games, and quiet moments under the stars, she takes her first steps toward finding her place in their world.
Life has some certainties, birth and death of course, but the rest is a mix of Minestrone and Spaghetti, some of which we have no direct influence over. We can however decide whether we want Parmesan or other seasoning, we can give Gnochi a try, doesn't mean we'll like it but at least we'll know. Gaby has reached just such a point in her life, she knows she likes Pizza, she's not averse to Spaghetti or Lasagne but is Gnochi for her? The Gnochi in this case is doing the singing with BlauHase on a more serious level, as a 'hobby' its fine but could this be a change of career? Well you don't find out without trying so that's just what our heroine is about to find out in this, the 27th book of the Gaby saga.
John was pissed that he died on the beach at Normandy.
It was June 6, 1944 and to say Private John Burton was unhappy would be an understatement. Even though he had heard General Eisenhower's speech on the radio, he really wanted to be elsewhere. Not that he wasn't a red-blooded American and not that he didn't grasp the importance of the mission. It's just that he was convinced there was a German bullet with his name on it. It was a feeling he just couldn't shake. All the trouble his parents went through to raise him, scolding him into good behavior, getting onto him to make good grades. And then all the money and effort Uncle Sam went through to prepare and train him for this exact moment, everything his life was moving towards would come to a wasted end on a beach in France he'd never heard of. He just knew it. And he was mightily annoyed about it.
Being annoyed couldn't describe how John felt when not even ten feet from the landing craft onto the sands of the beach before being cut down by German machine gun fire. Talk about being angry as he fell onto the sand...
And then even more angry when he woke up in another time and place as a naked teen girl...
WARNING! — This chapter deals with some real life experiences in a highly fictionalized manner. Storm chasing, the main topic in these chapters, can be extremely dangerous. DO NOT attempt this activity unless you have had proper training or are with an experienced storm chaser with the proper training.
"It's the perfect disguise, no one will ever think of looking for you dressed as a girl."
Robin Goodgirl
by Lainie Lee
This is the number one, most read short story on Classic BigCloset and once held that position on Fictionmania, and yet it never got even one comment in over 7000 reads at BC. Odd, huh? -Erin
"I've been waiting for someone new to make me feel alive, Yeah, waiting for a girl like you..." - Foreigner
"I think I'll tell you something, The thing that I haven't said to a girl like you." - Pete Yorn
"I'm talkin' about the way I feel, And I've never known a girl like you." - Edwyn Collins
"Nothin' satisfies the need in me, For a girl like, a girl like you." - The Rascals
"Love me for the inside, ahh, like you, with a girl like you..." - Def Leppard
"Never did I dream I would find me a girl like you." - Kevin Edmonds
"I'm lookin for a girl like you..." — Aaliyah
Due to popular demand I have created a Legend of the characters who Graced excuse the pun the pages of Cresswell Industries, a whos who if you like.
Once again, this chapter is much longer than I thought it should be. Please send me any comments you may have about the story, I look forward to reading and responding to them. The email address is listed below.
No sooner had Danny stood up when suddenly there came a knocking at the front door downstairs. The ring pulsed a few times sending a strange warmth through the new little girl's hand and she froze there where she stood and her mouth open wide as if some inner being within her was about to speak. The odd sensation quickly passed however and she blinked her eyes and shook her head as if she suddenly awoke from a strange little daydream.
With his parents gone and his sister, Penny, away at college, Danny anxiously entered his sister's room to snoop around at his leisure without fear of being caught.
He went right to her bookshelf searching for his Braldron IX video game cartridge that he was almost sure his sister had swiped from his room the last time she had the house alone to herself. Then again maybe his mom or dad finally carried through on their threat to ground him from his favorite video game after that prank he pulled last week on Jimmy Nellings, the little eight year old twirp down the block. Sticking gum on the kid's bicycle seat. It was only in retaliation for the little brat having done the same thing to Danny the previous day but even so the rotten little tattle tail, Jimmy, went and told Danny's mom about it and not too long after that the video game cartridge mysteriously vanished.
Danny Sweet finished his quick shower and dried himself off, spending extra time on his thick long hair, well long for a boy anyway. He was feeling much better except for his odd vision problem with mirrors. Danny read a lot and was particularly fond of fantasy and science fiction.
Danny didn't even recognize some of the things in the back of Penny's closet. He knew what they were, he'd just never seen them before. "She never wears this stuff," he said to himself. He held up what must be a skintight sheath dress in a glowing pink, covered in little bronze plastic disks that would move and shimmer when the wearer walked. "Mom would have a freaking elephant if Penny ever wore this!"
Becca's stay in the hospital leads to an odd mystery and way too much time for introspection -- along with bad hair, bad food, and a hospital gown from Hell.
The hair! The makeup! From the neck up, he had been made to look like a GIRL !!! Vaginia was real! Pearl wasn't a dream! She had even left a calling card of sorts - on a thin gold chain around his neck was threaded a single pearl about a quarter inch in diameter.
David's ascent, or descent, depending on one's point of view, into femininity continues with a cruel inevitability. But then a distant flicker of hope, of light at the end of the tunnel. Or will it turn out to be an approaching train? And Coralie returns, but alas no longer the girl you may remember. Oh, and some of the 'why' is revealed unto David. Not that he finds it reassuring.
The beginning was a beautiful time, filled with mystery and discovery.
If we are lucky, someone will discover that we are struggling, who
will lovingly help and guide us as we grow.
Twins Lea and Zack want to spend their last summer before college together, because Lea is going off to an all-girls college. Their mother finds the perfect job for them as nannies at a lake cottage, perfect except the woman is looking to hire two girls.
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