Sanctuary

Rushing home from school as fast as I could. My real life waited patiently behind the closed doors of my sister's bedroom. In my mind, it was really my room. I just had to share it with her. The walls were painted pink with white accents around the door frame and windows. Curtains of white lace tied back to let in the golden sunlight.  My closet filled with so many dresses and skirts it took my breath away. Shoes lined the floor as well as several shelves just inside the door. A lighted makeup table, its surface covered with every imaginable item a teenage girl might need to make herself the most beautiful girl in school. This was my haven, this was where longed to be. I absolutely abhorred boy clothes. I languished each day until I could once again go to my place solace and be rescued from torment. After spending the entire day watching all the girls in my high school, here I was finally able to transform myself into one of them. My biggest regret was that it lasted such a short time. So few minutes spent as the girl inside before once again I was imprisoned in the shroud of boyhood. My dreams would come at night, there too I would become myself once more. Each night in the silent darkness wishes and prayers are sent out in hopes of waking to find my life transfigured forever.