Jack Comes Out as Transgender

Once upon a time, in a bustling suburban town, there lived a boy named Jack. At eight years old, Jack was still learning the ropes of the bigger world beyond his house. One day, his 29-year-old mother handed him a small amount of money and sent him to the local Walmart alone. Nervous but excited, Jack marched into the store, purchased his favorite snacks and proudly strode out. As he left the store, he was abruptly stopped. Looking up, he spotted a tall figure named Joan, or as the locals called her, Jo Blo. Joan, a 35-year-old transgender woman, had been homeless since she was kicked out by her parents at 15 when she transitioned. Despite her harsh reality, Joan maintained an air of grace, evident in her long, blonde hair, the short black dress she wore, the black wedges on her feet, and the purse hanging from her shoulder. "Hey baby, do you have any more money on you and if so, may I have a little?" Joan spoke in a soft tone. Jack, saddened by her plight, shook his head genuinely apologizing. Touched by his innocence, Joan reached down to hug him. But everything changed when Jack pulled back from the hug. Suddenly dizzy, Jack opened his eyes to a shocking sight. His clothes weren't the same. He was wearing Joan's black dress and high wedges, the purse slung over his now slender shoulder. Confused, he opened the purse and found estrogen tablets, a taser, fake nails, and a picture of Joan before she transitioned. He quickly rid himself of the wedges and the purse. In an unsettling moment, he saw what looked like his own body far in the distance. Jack, barefoot and dazed, ran across the rough asphalt parking lot, wincing in pain. Meeting Joan, he blurted out about the clothes and body switch while apologizing. To his astonishment, Joan said it was her intention all along irrespective of him having money or not. "Welcome to life as a 35-year-old transgender homeless woman," Joan, in Jack's body, said nonchalantly. Jack's confusion hit a peak, “I’m older than mom? What is transgender?” His mind was a whirl of unanswered questions. Soon, his new mature memories overpowered the young ones until only Joan's memories remained. Feeling groggy, the new Joan sat down clutching her head. Then, she noticed her missing wedges and purse. Panic struck, "Oh my god! Where are my wedges? And where is my purse? I need those estrogen tablets." Spotting her things, she carefully redressed and steadied herself. The real Joan, now enjoying her freedom in Jack's youthful body, had an air of contentment. While Jack faced the harsh circumstances as Joan, she, on the other hand, found solace in her second chance at life as a boy, gladly leaving behind her formerly homeless, and possibly misconstrued transgender life. Would Jack survive as Joan? Only time would tell.