Time and Change. Two Very Different Things That Effect Each Other More Than A Butterfly Flapping It’s Wings.

Change doesn’t just happen overnight. You can’t become a famous youtuber in just 8 hours.

When you think about time you imagine a clock. An old or new one, it doesn’t change anything. Tick Tick Tick, seconds being counted away. Life draining away from you. Or is it yourself that is draining away. Your talents, your personality.

Your gender.

“Avery Adele Whitfield, get off of your laptop, now. Go to bed”

“Okay, mom.”

8 hours later.

Why do I feel so weird? I got up from my bed and quickly walked over to my mirror. A scream escaped from my throat. It wasn’t my normal high pitched scream, it was a low, gravely yell that matched with the body I was seeing.

“Honey, what’s wrong?” I looked over at my mom expecting to see her mouth all the way open in shock. But she acted like everything was okay.

“Mom, what is wrong with me.” Instead of my sing song voice the only way to describe the voice that came from my open mouth was deep.

“I don’t understand Avery.” She said with a confused look in her eyes.

“I’m a boy. A gross boy.” In my now deep voice it sounded weird.

“Yes… you have always been a male. Now get ready for school.” She walked away as if nothing had happened.

What just happened? Deciding to do what my mom wanted me to do I got ready. Clothes, teeth, breakfast. I tried not to think much of the fact that last night I had fallen asleep as a 15 year old girl only to wake up as a 15 year old boy.

At school I tried to approach one of my friends, Dayna, but her reaction was not what I expected.

“Hi, Avery.” she twirled her hair around her finger, then bit her lip, “I was wondering if you would like to go to the movies with me tonight.”

“Yeah, sure.” I said, just like it was old times us going to the movies with our friend group.

I went to all my classes. Everything seemed to be the same. Well, except for me, of course.

When I got home I asked my mom if I could go to the movies at 7 tonight. She said yes. When 7 came around, she drove me there and said she would be back at 9 to pick me up.

I bought my ticket then found Dayna. She was wearing a pretty rose gold dress, the one that recently, we had just talked about how it was a perfect first date dress. Wondering why she was wearing it now I walked into the theater with her.

The movie was good, a real tear jerker but it seemed like all of my tears had dried up. When we got outside, I looked at my phone and saw I still had 15 minutes left until my mom came to get me, Dayna turned to me and said,

“Can we go somewhere more private? I’ve got something to tell you.”

I let her lead me to behind the movie theater.

Before I knew it, her lips were suctioned cupped to mine and it felt like they were going to be there for awhile. I tried to pull away but failed miserably.

When it was all over, before I could open my eyes I heard the sound of my alarm clock.

It was a dream, just a very wacky dream.