I wake up on a soft woolly cloud, surrounded by more soft woolly clouds as pink and fluffy as cotton candy. I take another look around and saw a chestnut-brown oak door with what looks like diamond encrusted gold on it making a beautiful pattern surrounding the name Elizabeth.

The name I've always wanted to use.

I twist the rose diamond doorknob and the door pushes inwards revealing the most elegant room I had ever laid my eyes upon. I step into the cobbled room onto the blue pink and white (heh trans) carpet, as I do, I'm met with a scent of warm freshly baked cookies and the sound of some calm soothing violin music. I take another sniff of that cookie smell as I close my eyes delving farther in, I feel the warmth of the room and then I open my eager eyes upon a grand mirror.

Oh no a mirror.

Or at least that would be what I would think but I looked in the mirror and saw the most beautiful woman in there with very feminine appearance and clothes. I looked down and saw the exact same clothes on me the pretty choker the Victorian era looking silk purple dress with a black corset some black stockings and purple stilettos, the sleeves of the dress come down and become fingerless gloves with purple nailed fingers elegantly protruding from them. I look back in the mirror and see the hair of a goddess on my head perfectly wavy and the prettiest brown, I am awestruck by it the perfectly put on makeup, the skin and the boobs.

Oh my god I'm a girl how and finally?

Overwhelmed I do the one thing I can think of doing I spin. I spin and spin seeing a blur of colour and beauty in the reflective painting known as the mirror and close my eyes

I'm complete

I'm happy

I don't care what happens next

I'm now finally pretty

I'm now finally myself

I'm now finally a gir-

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP* *BEEP*

I blink open my tired eyes startled by the loud beep as if it was directly in my ears I looked around and saw something that made my heart drop.

I'm back in my bleak barren room.

I look down at my body and looked and saw my grey, melancholy and plain pyjamas and my stupid, pathetic, ugly and flawed male body.

*BEEP* *BEEP* *BEE-*

I angrily tap the button to shut off that ignorant and intrusive alarm of my phone, shutting off that stupid cheerful music. Holding back what felt like a tsunami of tears behind my eyes I got out of bed. 5:05 only an hour and fifty-five minutes left until my clock goes off and my parents wake up. An hour and fifty-five minutes for my daily routine my parents can't find out about. As a few drops of suffering escape my bitter eyes, I think.

Will it ever just get fucking better.