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Me and my friend

Me and my friend

by Janet Harris 2011

Someone on Fictionmania said I should use more dialogue, instead of “wall to wall narration” so here goes...

“I want you to come on this journey with me, George”

“What journey? Where to?”

“Well, we're not going to leave this room, in reality, so to speak. It's sort of in a new dimension... You're not going to believe it until it happens, so it's hardly worth trying to explain it first.”

“Oh, come on, Tom, don't be so mysterious. Out with it!”

Angela's Thoughts

Angela's Thoughts
by Janet Harris
 

This was going to be "The thoughts of a brain-transplant donor" but then I began to think of myself as the recipient,
so I chose the shorter title above. I mean, I only vaguely remember being Roger and it seems a long time ago now.

A Different Convalescence

A Different Convalescence
by Janet Harris
 

I clearly remember the first time I woke up as a woman.
"Angela, Angela," the voice was close to my face.
"That must be my name," I thought.

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