Do Dreams Come True

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Jeannette, Del.

Will someone please wake me up! I'M having a dream that is wonderful, yet, it's a nightmare. But, let's start at the beginning.

I was 14 years old and it was a lazy Saturday afternoon. My parents were gone again for one of their usual weekend trips. I'd closed the living room drapes, turned the TV on and lay down. on the couch to get comfortable and watch the afternoon movie. But, I guess I got a little too comfortable for I soon fell asleep.

My dream started normally enough, with me, dressed in male clothing, playing with some of my school mates. Then, suddenly, it shifted and I was at home, in Marilyn's (my sister) bedroom, wearing one of her dresses and applying make up to my face. My hair was shoulder length, in keeping with the fashion of the time, so I didn't have to worry about a wig.

After what seemed to be an extremely long time, I was awakened suddenly. Marilyn was sitting on the couch beside me. She had applied lipstick and rouge to my face and was now in the process of applying eye-shadow to my eyes. When I sat up, she jumped and somehow managed to keep from smearing the make up. She told me to sit still, and held a mirror for me to see what she'd done. I sat there, aghast, for I was looking at her

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