鬼魂

作者：詹妮弗·怀特

“那栋房子闹鬼，你知道的，”杰克说。

“得了吧，”我回答。兄弟会里的高年级生总是拿我们这些新生开玩笑。

“不，真的闹鬼。听说有个女孩死在那儿。他们说，没有男人能在她房间里过夜而不变成女孩，就像她一样。”

“好吧，随你怎么说，”我尽量让语气不带太多嘲讽。

“好啊，自以为是的家伙。如果你这么自信，咱们来打个赌。你知道，兄弟会传统是新人得接受高年级生的挑战。我的挑战是让你在那栋闹鬼的房子里，在那个小女孩的房间里过一夜。”

“哪个房间？”

“后面那个俯瞰花园的房间。”

“好，挑战接受，”我说。

我们去找了兄弟会会长见证这个约定，然后握了手。多么简单的挑战！其他人的任务有的要偷其他兄弟会的东西，有的要在校园广场上涂鸦，难度高多了。我只是要在废弃房子里睡一晚，小菜一碟。

我借了个睡袋和手电筒，天黑后就去了。撬开门锁悄悄溜进去很简单。我找到楼梯，踩上去吱吱作响。房子里满是灰尘，蜘蛛网到处都是。如果真有闹鬼的房子，这栋看起来还真像。

我打开后卧室的门，走了进去，用手电筒四处照了照。果然是个女孩的房间。天篷床太老旧，摇摇欲坠，我只能睡地板。

我检查了衣橱，看有没有老鼠，结果没有。我关上门，准备睡觉。我完全料到杰克或其他人会来吓我，所以紧张得半天睡不着。

等我终于开始迷迷糊糊时，估计已经是凌晨两三点了。

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在半睡半醒的边缘，你分不清什么是现实，什么是梦境。意识来回切换，有时分不清是刚梦到什么，还是真发生了。

所以，当我以为看到一个女孩低头看着我时，吓了一大跳。我眨了眨眼，她就不见了。我在做梦，对吧？我觉得自己太紧张了，被这些鬼故事影响，脑子里幻想了不存在的东西。我试着再次入睡。

我抬头一看，她又在那儿。还是那个女孩，看起来十三四岁，但我不太确定。

“你为什么在我房间里？”她说，吓了我一跳。

“你是谁？”我问，但她没理我。

“这是女孩的房间，”她说，“如果你在这儿，肯定是因为你也是女孩。可你看起来不像女孩。”

她怎么回事？我当然不是女孩。她走近我，伸出手，好像要摸我的脸。我僵住了，动弹不得。

“我喜欢有女孩来和我玩游戏。你叫什么名字，小女孩？”

“我不是女孩，”我说，“你看不出来吗？我的名字是丹。”

“不，这名字不适合女孩。我觉得该叫你‘梅兰妮’。”

“什么？我是丹，”我说。

“不，你是梅兰妮，”她回答。‘梅兰妮’这个名字在她说出时回荡起来，回音不像从房子里传来的，而像是从我脑子里冒出来的。

“对不起，小女孩，你弄错了。我的名字是梅兰妮，”我说。

“看吧！”她咧嘴笑着说，“我说了吧！”

我刚说了什么？我称自己为梅兰妮。怎么可能？

“作为女孩，你的头发好短，”她说，“为什么？”

“因为我的头发就是这样，”我回答。

“不，我觉得头发长点会漂亮多了。大概这么长，”她说着，手伸到我肩胛骨的位置。我头皮一阵怪异的感觉，低头一看差点尖叫，我的头发竟然在变长！它一直长到她手的位置！这是怎么回事？

“梅兰妮，为什么你的脸不漂亮？”她问。

“我……我不知道，”我被头发的事惊得答不上来。

“不，你得有张漂亮的脸。给，”她递给我一面小手镜。我不想看，但还是看了，发现我的脸不再是原来的样子。柔和的五官，小鼻子，尖下巴，高颧骨，皮肤柔软。我摸了摸脸，不敢相信镜子里看到的一切。

“好了，现在你漂亮了，”她说。

“求你停下，”我说，但她又没理我。

“梅兰妮，为什么你穿男孩子的衣服？”

“因为这就是我穿的！”我生气地说。

“不，我觉得你穿漂亮裙子会好得多。像这样，”她说着，手在她自己衣服上挥了挥。我低头一看，果然，我的衣服也变了。现在和她的一样。我穿着漂亮的白色连衣裙，白色丝袜，还有白色的女孩鞋。和她一样。现在我真的想尖叫了。

“梅兰妮，为什么你的声音这么低？”

“因为就是这样，”我恼火地说。

“不，我觉得你该有个柔和甜美的声音，”她指着我的喉咙说。

“我喜欢我的声音，”我说，但刚说完就停住了，震惊于自己刚用年轻女人的声音说话。

“很好，我很高兴你喜欢，梅兰妮。这声音很漂亮，”她笑着说，“很快我们就能一起玩游戏了，你现在正变成一个漂亮女孩。”

“求你停下，”我说，但没用。

“梅兰妮，以你这身材，胸太平了。为什么你没有胸部？”

“因为我没有，”我说。

“不，我觉得你有大一点的胸部会更漂亮。大概这么大！”她伸出双手说。我惊恐地低头，看到裙子前面朝她手的方向鼓起来，直到我的胸部变得又大又饱满才停下。

“你在对我做什么！”我质问。

“梅兰妮，为什么你的裙子在两腿间鼓出来？那儿为什么有个凸起？”

“哦不，你别动那个！”我说。

“不，我觉得你不该那样鼓出来。你该像其他小女孩一样。”

我差点哭了，感觉下体缩回体内。我就知道。现在我有了女孩的生理结构。

“这样好多了！”她欢快地说。

我垂头丧气。

“梅兰妮，为什么你不觉得自己是女孩？”她说。

“因为我不是！”我反驳。

“不，我觉得你觉得自己是女孩会更好，”她说。“女孩”这个词在我脑海中回荡，停不下来。

“你不用那样。我已经是女孩了，”我惊讶地说。我深入内心，发现这是真的。我真的是女孩！不是一直都是吗？记忆有些模糊。

“耶！现在我们可以一起玩了！”她说。

“可我不想玩！”我用可爱的女性声音抗议。

“不，我觉得玩会很好玩，”她说。“玩”这个词在我脑海中回荡。

“我们来玩过家家吧，”我说。

“你当妈妈，我当宝宝，”她说。

“会很好玩！”我回答。

我们开始玩假装游戏。

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玩了过家家后，我们玩了她的娃娃，然后一起读了本书。她拿出一副扑克牌，我们玩了“钓鱼”和“战争”游戏。

“我累了，要小睡一会儿，”她说。

“我也觉得累了，”我回答。

“梅兰妮，和你玩好开心。”

“我也觉得开心！”我回答。

“我爱有漂亮女孩来和我玩，”她说，“你真是个漂亮女孩，太有趣了！”

“谢谢，”我说，“你也很好玩。我保证会经常回来和你玩。”

“太棒了！”她说。

说完，我钻回睡袋，把我漂亮的小脑袋搁在枕头上，渐渐睡去。

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睁开眼时，天已经亮了。我在房子里熬过了一夜。昨晚的梦可真恐怖！估计是杰克吓唬我，影响了我的梦。

我拉开睡袋拉链，站起来。但我感觉到了什么。几样东西。我感到长发拂过脸颊，裙边擦过腿部，胸前有东西在晃。胸部。我把手伸到两腿间，摸到……什么也没有。那里什么也没有。

这不是梦！我真的变成女孩了！我走向镜子，透过灰尘和蜘蛛网，看到一个年轻女人回望我，一个大学年纪的女孩。我穿着昨晚梦里的白色连衣裙，看起来好可爱，好迷人。

但我是女孩了！

“不……”我大声说，听到昨晚梦里那柔和的女性声音，还是很震惊。我掐了自己一下，感到疼痛，没醒来。这是真的！！！

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我不知道该怎么办，去哪儿。我哭了，感到不知所措。这怎么可能是真的？要怎么办？

我被恐惧淹没，必须离开这地方。我跑下楼梯，从后门冲出去。房子周围长满高草，我小心穿过，走到人行道上。

我绕到巷子里，回头看房子。我发誓在卧室的后窗看到那个小女孩在挥手告别。我不由自主地挥手回应，然后沿着巷子走。

我绕了一圈，从房子前面经过，感到一阵寒意沿脊椎上下窜。我转身，差点撞上兄弟会的杰克。

“嗨，小姐。我在找丹。你见过他吗？”

他脸上带着狡黠的笑，好像知道什么。

“丹？”我说。

“是啊。你认识他，对吧？不是你吗，丹？”他说。

“抱歉，你搞错了。我叫梅兰妮，我是女孩。你看不出来吗？”

这不是我想说的！我想告诉他我被变了身。可话却不是这样出来的。

“哦，抱歉，梅兰妮，我认错人了。跟我来吧，我送你安全到姐妹会。”

我跟着他，直到到了姐妹会房子。几个女孩跑出来迎接我。

“嘿，帕姆。这是梅兰妮，她是你们的新姐妹。”

“嗨，梅兰妮，”帕姆说，“欢迎！”

“嗨，帕姆，”我说，“你的头发真好看，太漂亮了。”

这话哪来的？为什么我表现得像个女孩？

“谢谢，梅兰妮！你的也很可爱。进来吧，我带你去看你的房间。”

我向丹挥手告别，跟着帕姆去我的新房间。小时候我曾幻想偷偷溜进姐妹会，看看那些女孩。现在我在这儿，可我也是女孩了。

我看到一个女孩从淋浴间出来，只穿胸罩和内裤。这本该让我兴奋，但我的想法却不同：我感到骄傲。骄傲我的胸比她的大，身材比她好。

那一刻我意识到，我的思维变了。我开始像女孩一样思考。我控制不住，停不下来。我就是这样了。现在我内心也是女孩。

我不再观察其他女孩有多可爱，而是注意到她们的鞋子多可爱，或她们的发型，想象自己也那样，或者希望我的指甲能像角落里那个棕发女孩一样长而完美。

“这是你的房间，梅兰妮，”帕姆说，“你的行李已经到了，我们帮你挂好衣服，免得皱了。”

我打开衣橱门，看到一堆可爱的裙子、毛衣和其他衣服，心跳加速。这不该让我兴奋！但我突然很想试穿它们。

我低头看一排鞋子，笑了。我有好多可爱的鞋子可以选。化妆台上放着我的化妆包。还有我的手提包。我知道那是我的。我温暖地笑了。

“谢谢你们帮我安置好，”我说。

“没问题。姐妹会里的女孩都会为姐妹做这些。你现在是我们的姐妹，这是我们能做的最小的事。”

我抱了抱她，告诉她我洗个澡换身更合适的衣服就下来。我穿着白裙子感觉有点傻，其他女孩都穿得像典型的大学生，我有点不搭。

我快速洗了个澡，惊叹于我的新身体。回到房间，我不知怎的知道如何打理头发和化妆。我穿上一条黑色及膝裙和粉色毛衣。现在感觉好多了。

我检查了妆容，对结果很满意。我觉得自己好漂亮，好女性化。越觉得女性化，我脑子里原来的声音就越微弱。女孩的思维现在更强烈，它们对我来说才正常。那个像男生的声音，迅速消失，我几乎听不到了。

“快点，你要赶不上午饭了，”一个女孩探头进来说，“衣服很可爱！”

“谢谢！我马上下去，”我说。

我穿上鞋，抓起手提包，下楼和姐妹们一起吃午饭。今天是大日子。下午我要注册课程，然后回来准备舞会。旁边的兄弟会要过来，我们都想在那些男生面前展现最好的一面。我等不及了，今晚会超好玩！我坐在桌旁，和其他女孩一起，笑着。我觉得自己完全融入这里。我是姐妹会的一员。我真的找到了自己。我到家了。

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Haunting

by Jennifer White

"That house is haunted, you know" said Jack.

"Sure" I replied. Upperclassmen in the frat were always teasing us freshmen.

"No, really it is. A girl died there. They say that no man can stay the night in her room without becoming a girl too, just like her."

"Okay, whatever you say" I replied, trying not to sound too sarcastic.

"All right there Mr. Know-it-all. If you are so sure of yourself, then lets make a deal. As you know, it is a tradition of the frat that a new pledge has to do something on a dare from a senior. My dare for you is to stay there, in the haunted house, in the little girl's room."

"And which room would that be?"

"The one that overlooks the garden in the back."

"Okay, it's a dare" I said.

We went to the house president to witness the deal, then shook hands. What an easy dare! Some of the others had to steal something from another frat, or do graffiti on the quad, or something hard. I just had to spend the night at an abandoned house. Piece of cake.

I borrowed a sleeping bag and a flashlight, then headed over there after dark. It was easy to jimmy the lock and sneak in. I found the stairs, which creaked as I walked up them. Everything was dusty, with lots of spider webs. If a house could ever be haunted, this one looked like it could be it.

I opened the door to the back bedroom, and stepped in. I shone my flashlight all around, and checked it out. It was definitely a girl's room. The canopy bed was too old and crumbling though, so I needed to sleep on the floor.

I checked the closet for mice or rats, but there were none. I shut the door, and got ready to fall asleep. I fully expected Jack or someone else to try and startle me, or scare me, so I was too tense to fall asleep for a long time.

By the time I finally started to nod off, it must have been 2 or 3am.

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On the edge of sleep, you don't know what is real and what is a dream sometimes. You cut back and forth, and can't quite tell sometimes if you just dreamed something, or if it was real.

So when I thought I saw a young girl looking down at me, I was very startled. I blinked, and she was gone. I was dreaming, right? I decided that since I was so worried about all this, that it had got to me, and I had imagined something that wasn't there. I tried to go to sleep again.

I looked up, and there she was again. The same girl. She looked to be 13 or 14 years old, but I couldn't really tell.

"Why are you in my room?" she said, which startled me.

"Who are you?" I asked, but she ignored the question.

"This is a girl's room" she said. "And if you're here, it must be because you're a girl. But you don't look like a girl."

What was wrong with her. Of course I wasn't a girl. She came closer to me, and put her hand out, as if to touch my face. I was frozen, unable to move.

"I like having girls visit me, so we can play games. What's your name little girl?"

"I'm not a girl" I said. "Can't you see that? My name is Dan."

"No, that's not a good name for a girl. I think I will call you 'Melanie'."

"What? I'm Dan" I said.

"No, you're Melanie" she replied. The name 'Melanie' echoed as she said it. The echoes didn't sound like they were coming from the house. They sounded like they were inside my head.

"I'm sorry little girl, but you are mistaken. My name is Melanie" I said.

"See?" she said grinning, "I told you so!"

What did I just say? I called myself Melanie. How could that be.

"You have short hair for a girl" she said. "Why?"

"Because that's how my hair is" I replied.

"No. I think it would be much prettier if it was longer. About this long" she said, holding her hand down to my shoulder blade. I felt a strange sensation in my scalp, and I almost screamed as I looked down and saw my hair getting longer! It kept growing out until it reached her hand! What was going on?

"Melanie, why don't you have a pretty face?" she asked.

"I...I don't know" I said, too stunned about my hair to answer.

"No, I think you need a pretty face. Here" she said, giving me a small hand mirror. I didn't want to look, but when I did, I saw that my face was no longer my own. It now had soft features, a small nose, a pointed chin, higher cheekbones, and soft skin. I touched my face, not believing what I saw in the hand mirror.

"There, now you're pretty" she said.

"Please stop" I said. But she ignored me again.

"Melanie, why are you dressed in boys clothes?"

"Because, this is what I wear!" I said angrily.

"No. I think you'd be much better off in a pretty dress. Like this" she said, waving her hand over her own clothes. I looked down, and sure enough, my clothes had changed too. They were just like hers now. I was wearing a pretty white dress, white nylons, and white girl's shoes. Just like her. Now I did want to scream.

"Melanie, why do you have such a deep voice?"

"Because I do" I said, exasperated.

"No. I think you should have a soft sweet voice" she said, pointing to my throat.

"I happen to like my voice" I said, but I stopped, shocked that I had just spoken in the voice of a young woman.

"Good, I'm glad you like it Melanie. Its a very pretty voice" she said, smiling at me. "Soon, we can play games together, now that you're becoming a pretty girl."

"Please stop this" I said, but to no avail.

"Melanie, for a girl your size, you are awful flat. Why don't you have boobies?"

"Because I don't" I said.

"No, I think you'd be much prettier if you had bigger boobies. About this big!" she said, holding out her hands. I looked down in terror as the front of my dress pushed out towards her hand, stopping when my breasts were large and full.

"What are you doing to me!" I demanded.

"Melanie, why does your dress poke out there between your legs? Why do you have a lump there?"

"Oh no, you're not messing with that!" I said.

"No, I think you'd be much better if you didn't stick out like that. You should be like other little girls."

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