When she passed the door, she was again lying in a bed, but this time it was a single bed and, most important of all, she was dressed in a nightdress.
While she was waking up, the door opened and a lady entered calling her “Lauretta! deh, svegliati”.
She stretched her arms yawning and answered “ecco, mamma” so the lady went out of the room leaving her daughter alone.
“So my name is Lauretta... nice!” whispered standing up.
She then opened the window and may the light enter in the bedroom. Then she saw a mirror and went looking at her self.
She was slim and had long blonde hair, blue eyes, a small nose. Her breast were also small: approximatively A cup. She noticed that more or less, her height was around 5 foot, maybe some inches less.
“Well... i think I am pretty” she smiled “how can I say pretty in italian? Uhm... carina!”
Then she started to braid her hair, curiosly noticing that she knew exactly how to do it.
When her hair was combed, she took off the nightdress and, naked, she searched in the drawers of her wardrobe for bra and panties first of all. Then she wore socks and finally a blue skirt and a pink blouse. She went at her mirror to look at herself dressed “Ok, I think I can make all it is possible to accept the idea that I've to wear skirts everyday” she smiled then said “uhm... skirt in italian is 'gonna', right?” she was surprised of the way she knew easily italian without having ever listened a language lesson.
So she went out of her bedroom and reach the bathroom. She sat on the toilet and, when finished, she saw blood on the toilet. “What the...” but suddenly she understood “fantastic” said sarcastically “first day as a girl and I've period!”
Quickly she searched and found a pad, smiling for fun discovering how pads were bigger in 1950s.
When she has done, exit from the bathroom and go in the kitchen, to drink a cup of latte, ready for her first day as an italian 14 years old girl.