“I don’t want to be my own sister for the rest of my life!” George cried with tears in his eyes, “What did I ever do to deserve this? This is all Dani’s fault for messing around with that stupid body swapping stone.”
“I’m so sorry we lost the stone,” George’s mom tried to comfort him, “George, being your own sister doesn’t define who you are. You are still the same person inside, no matter what you look like on the outside.”
“Easy for you to say. No one’s gonna believe I’m not really her. I just want to be a boy again. I want to be me,” George lifted the scissors to Dani’s golden locks.
“No! Don’t do that, George!”
George slowly lowered the scissors and turned to his mom, “Why? This is my body now, isn’t it?”
His mother's eyes softened with understanding as she reached out to gently touch his shoulder, "Yes, it is your body now, but that doesn't mean you have to erase who Dani is.”
“Why should it matter who Dani was? Why should I owe her this? To keep living her life?”
His mother took a deep breath, choosing her words carefully, “Despite everything that has happened, her legacy is a part of you now. But that doesn’t mean you can’t still be yourself. You can honor Dani’s life while also living your own.”
George stared at his mother, slowly lowering the scissors, feeling the weight of her words sink in. He realized that erasing Dani's existence wouldn't change the situation he was in. With a heavy heart, he set the scissors down on the dresser and took a deep breath. Looking at his reflection in the mirror, he saw Dani's face staring back at him.
“I– I can take my favorite parts of her and merge them with who I am," George whispered to himself, a newfound determination in his eyes.
He ran his fingers through Dani's golden hair, feeling the soft strands slip through his grip, “I guess being a pretty girl isn’t the worst thing in the world.”
He hugged his body’s curves, trying to come to terms with the fact that this feminine figure would be his for the rest of his life. The curves of his hips and chest were foreign but undeniably feminine. Would this outward appearance change who he was on the inside?
His mother smiled, “Consider yourself lucky, George. Not everyone gets a chance to see the world through someone else's eyes."
George nodded slowly, a sense of acceptance washing over him as he realized that his unique situation could be a gift rather than a curse.
Where is Dani?
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