❝In which a celebrity dials a random number in hope of finding one last thing to make him smile before he commits suicide at the end of the month.❞ "I'm going to commit suicide in one months time." "I think you have the wrong number." "It can't be the wrong number Princess. I picked a random number from the catalog." "Why on earth would you do that?" "Because you, sweetheart, are now my own personal suicide helpline. Your job is to make the last month of my life worth living." ______________________

Connecting to Video Chat... "Hi!" "Oh. Oh my god. Oh god." "What?" "I thought you were a boy." --- all characters and situations in "i thought you were a boy" are works of fiction. highest rankings: #2 in Short Story (07/15/17) #1 in "girlxgirl" (06/11/17) #1 in "freethelgbt" (09/06/17) #1 in LGBT+ (06/15/17) #1 in "shortstorycollection" (09/30/18) #22 in "story" (10/06/18)

She was an old taxidriver who used to pick me up everytime I called her. She told me about life, the youth and nature. Mary is one of the most inspiring women I've ever met, even tho I couldn't understand her the first weeks of my life in Austria, because my German was very - very bad and she only spoke in dialect. But still, the time I spent in her taxi were the best times I ever had. She was like the Fairy Godmother Cinderella had but she couldn't get me my own pumpkin coach. Instead of that she drived the taxi for me.