I have to tell you what I need from God. I have to change into a boy. This is what I want and it's not an easy thing to ask for. Not like wanting a new bike or a new football. This takes special powers, and let me tell you, I've been wanting it a long time. It's not because I think I'm a boy, though sometimes it sure seems like I am. It's because I like girls. I don't know how or when it happened. Maybe I was born this way, but the second I saw chiches, I wanted them. I couldn't stop thinking of girls, during the day at school, at night in my dreams, and especially when I watched TV. Now, I know you can't be with a girl if you are a girl. So that's why I have to change into a boy. And it needs to happen by the time I'm fourteen since my science books say that's when a boy's birdy gets bigger. Anyone can see I needed help. And I had to be good. That way, God or Baby Jesus would hear my wish. I had to think, say and do the right things. Because I know if I messed up that would be it. And my wish, just like my life, would be dust. This wish was what I want for myself. I already told you my other wish for my dad to go away. That one was for me, my sister, and my mom.