What It's Like To Be A Girl

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To those who don't know. Growing up as girl may seem easy but I am about to tell you what it's actually like.All Rights Reserved

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On a dark rainy afternoon, a stolen ride, a displaced soul, a romance with a difference. She had a story to tell and Walter had a need to listen.... Harder and harder it rained around Willowpeak. The low-lying areas were starting to flood. I got stuck behind a couple of big rigs going up a hill. It was so dark from the really dense black storm clouds and heavy rain that it looked almost like the middle of the night, even though it was only in the mid afternoon. Just as I slowed to no more than a walking pace, the passenger door of my car suddenly opened and a girl climbed in. She was soaked, dripping water on my seat cushions as she turned to lock the door once she was inside... ...She tried a smile. She wore no make-up but her skin had that clearness only the young achieve. Her tangled hair, dark in what light filtered though the storm, lay plastered tightly to her cheeks, neck and back. In much the same way, a cotton shirt clung to her shape. I mentally revised her age, those breasts seemed adolescent. I smiled back, feeling a thrill of anticipation rush through me. She might be delectable, but there was also a possibility that she was underage. My heart skipped a beat. "I hope you don't mind too much, sir. I'm wet and cold and..." She turned her face away but continued looking at me sideways. "And I need a ride..... This story is quite different from the other stories I've written. Give it a try. I think you'll like it of you like any of my other stories. If you do, let me know what you think, good or bad.

While I've got you, and while we're alone ... can I share something with you? You know, man-to-reader? OK, fab. I am slowly becoming a girl. Yeah. Really. See, that girl you heard about just before my boring ass started chundering away about showers and carpets like a dodgy salesman, she's in my head. She has been for a really long time. Maybe soon, I'll go deeper into that. I hope that's put your minds at ease in an odd way - now you'll know why I dream from the perspective of a girl less than half my age. So, show of hands, how many of you have questions? One, two, thr ... yeah, I had a feeling it would be like this. I can't answer them right now, but I promise you will know me soon enough. Besides ... I'm counting on you for something. You, dear invisible reader, are going to play the role of my brain. I'm going to scribble down every thought, event and experience I have. You're going to be the way I no longer have to live life trapped in my own head 24/7. And eventually ... soon, you will be the reason I stop pretending. This is a promise I am making to myself, and you are all going to be witness. 2025 is the year I stop playing pretend.

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On a dark rainy afternoon, a stolen ride, a displaced soul, a romance with a difference. She had a story to tell and Walter had a need to listen.... Harder and harder it rained around Willowpeak. The low-lying areas were starting to flood. I got stuck behind a couple of big rigs going up a hill. It was so dark from the really dense black storm clouds and heavy rain that it looked almost like the middle of the night, even though it was only in the mid afternoon. Just as I slowed to no more than a walking pace, the passenger door of my car suddenly opened and a girl climbed in. She was soaked, dripping water on my seat cushions as she turned to lock the door once she was inside... ...She tried a smile. She wore no make-up but her skin had that clearness only the young achieve. Her tangled hair, dark in what light filtered though the storm, lay plastered tightly to her cheeks, neck and back. In much the same way, a cotton shirt clung to her shape. I mentally revised her age, those breasts seemed adolescent. I smiled back, feeling a thrill of anticipation rush through me. She might be delectable, but there was also a possibility that she was underage. My heart skipped a beat. "I hope you don't mind too much, sir. I'm wet and cold and..." She turned her face away but continued looking at me sideways. "And I need a ride..... This story is quite different from the other stories I've written. Give it a try. I think you'll like it of you like any of my other stories. If you do, let me know what you think, good or bad.

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