Daisy walked away from the pink light in a daze. She had experienced the magical source first hand, and it was overwhelming. It was hard enough to conceive, and it seemed to be harder to remember what the experience was even like. A lot her memories seemed disjointed and fragmented. She vaguely remembered her name being Brian or Brandon or Benjamin or something.
She quickly shrugged it off. Those were guy names; she most certainly wasn’t a guy! She then checked just to make sure she wasn’t. This body wasn’t the type a guy would have, was it? No, it certainly wasn’t; he could remember that at least...No, wait, SHE could remember that. He was a she...or she was a she! Why did she keep wanting to think of herself as a he?
As she worked further, she saw a man. “What was it like, Ben?” The man asked.
Daisy looked behind her. There was no one else here. The man must be talking to her. She looked confused as she responded,”What was what like? Who’s Ben?”
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