Date: 9/29/2016
By ace200
I'm only sixteen, but the dream started out in a hospital where I was on the bed with my legs open and I knew I had to have my baby. So, you know, I'm pushing, and it comes out so easily, no pain or anything. It's all bloody, but they take it away. It was taking a while for my kid to come back, and I got nervous because I heard a nurse say, "It's the smallest we've ever had," while looking at a TV next to my bed with all these numbers and charts on it. Eventually, they brought the baby back and I was happy. His name was Wil. I took him to my house and showed him to my family. In the backyard, my new son wanted to grow his hair really long and wear dresses and started growing super fast. I figured he was going to be a transgender and I fully supported it.