Then, suddenly, the doorbell rang.
My mother went to answer it. "Well, hello Officer Williams."
The police! Maybe I'll get out of this after all.
"There have been complaints about people yelling. I thought I'd swing by and have a look."
"Well, there's no problem here Officer."
"Could I take a look around, anyway?"
"That's fine. But don't do it too long. It's late. I need to get some sleep."
"Alright." Officer Williams walked down the hall to find me, held down by me own father.
"What's going on here?" asked the policeman.
"We're just trying to figure out a way for our son to become a girl," my dad said.
"Officer! You have to help me!" I yelled, but it was no good. When Liz wished that everyone else would want me to be Jennifer, Officer Williams was affected too.
"You're right, I think Jon would definitely be better as a girl. I hope you find a way to make him into one." And with that said, he looked around the house for a few minutes and left, ignoring my screams for help.
