"see you in the next dream, brotha."

ok....well, i think it would be better to just explain. i was me. i felt a strange feeling, and suddenly i woke up. i was dreading school, and i looked at my self in the mirror. i had shoulder lengh hair, a slender body, quite pretty (if i do sy so myself) and wierdly anough, boobs. i didnt thing anything was odd. my dad called me "olivia!" im oliver, but i went anyways. it wasnt my dad. well it was, but it was my mum. as a guy. i went to school, and it was the same everywere. all my friends who were girls were guys. al my friends who were guys were girls. i didnt think any of it was out the ordanairy. then the intereswting bit happened. "i" got ill and sent home. i finally realized something was f. and i thought "what the hell is going on" only to be retorted with "what the hell" and "my" body stiffining. "who are you" "I" thought. "oliver peter louie spencer-rexin, at your service" i thought back. "but thats imposible" i said, shaking "my" head. "im olivia pauline louise spencer-rexin" "i" looked confused, and then i woke up. all the events happened the same way they did in the "dream"

is that possible?