"I do." Tell me about when you first did it," I purred.She ran her fingers through her dark auburn hair. "There was an older student in my Advanced Wr...ting class named Sophie. She stopped by my office one day after my last class and handed me a binder. 'My stories, ' she said. I promised to read them. Then she said, 'Don't show these to anyone else ... I wrote them for you.' She walked away without saying anything else. So I read one. It was about a girl in love with an older woman." She shook. “Bishop!?” the voice was sweet, but full of fear. “Bishop, wake up! It was only a dream!” I turned my head to see the frightened violet eyes that had captivated me since I first saw them, staring at me in worry. Nadia wrapped her arms around my neck, sighing in relief, when she saw my face soften. “I heard you yelling in your sleep. I tried waking you up, but I couldn’t.” She whispered through a slight sob.I felt two small, gentle hands guide me back to my bed, as my breathing slowly returned. Prothom gud dekha maya kakimar,vara barite borshay jol jomto,hagu peyechhilo ekdin common bathroome gelam,dekhi tiner dorja bondho,k ache jante dorjar tolar fnak diye dekhi 29 bochhorer maya kakima sari tule gud chotkachchhe,wait korte korte aek somoy dekhi maya kakima shaya bukr opor bnedhe gud fnak kore pechchhap korchhe,chule vorti gud fatiye muktor moto jol berochchhe,frrn frrr shobde kakima mutte mutte shaya gutiye buke tule bnota kalo mai bar kore du’hate chotkachchhe class VIIIer bnara. As my hair was coming to the point of being finished, I realised that Iwas beginning to look more and more like a little girl. The pink sheetthat protected my clothes covered all of me apart from my head. As Ilooked into the mirror, I could see a female face. Okay, I was notwearing make-up but the hair was changing me dramatically. I neverthought that I looked feminine at all but it was surprising what a hairstyle could do."I have to say that it does make him look very cute," said Jennifer,very.