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Cut the ending. Revise the script. The man of her dreams is a girl.

Julie Anne Peters

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Julie Anne Peters
Age: 72
Born: 1952
Born: January 16
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Engineer
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Jamestown
New York
Dream
Revise
Men
Girly
Ending
Script
Scripts
Cutting
Dreams
Girl

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That same piercing screech in her voice every time at the hospital. Do something! When I slit my wrists. Help her! The last time too. Somebody help her. Help us! You're helpless, both of you. All of us.
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I didn't tell him. And I never told her the whole truth. What would it matter? There was nothing she could do nothing anyone can do or will do.
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His invitation lingers. So does my question. Why me? I don't know the answer. When I look at myself in the mirror, all I see is a starving, stunted bird who never grew wings and lost all reason to sing.
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As they were carting him off on a gurney, all I could think was, I wish that was me.
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Like anyone cared where I was, or who I was.
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Yeah, I loved her. I couldn't help it. She was my brother.
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The truth remains. I was, and am, disgusted with myself.
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