Writing Com Body Switch 소설 & 이야기

the girl said walking up and standing beside me "it doesn't change anything, you're in my body and I'm in yours" I squinted my eyes "Alexis" "bingo" she said while walking out of the bathroom she sat on the chair beside the bed and I just stood in the middle of the floor "but how how can we just switch bodies, whats going on" "your guess is as good as mine, all I know is I woke up to your sniffling mom and inside your body" she crossed her arms "scared the shit out of me" I started to pace the floor "what was the last the you remember"

Madeline’s eyes widened. “Really?” I nodded. First, I took her to the bathhouse for a proper wash. Then we bought her two new outfits to replace the dirty ones she’d been wearing. After that, we went to a hair salon and got her a neat bob haircut. Madeline stared at her reflection. It was as if she had become a completely different person. “Will he like me now?” I shook my head. “This is just the first step.” “What’s the second step?”

“ there is no way back so give up the thought and accept your fate” My world fell hearing her say there was no way back! NO that can’t be. There has to be a way back. I need to talk to Sandra. She must have a way found a way. but how do I do that? my clock was left back at…….. Just as I was thinking on how to contact Sandra Grace spoke up “ I need my clock back” The clock! Now it was my turn to smile “ tell me Grace! The person you switched bodies with is sister of John? right!”

On August, week before senior year. The book was published. "The Switch: A Story of Identity, Manipulation, and Freedom" By Aria and Sage Chen. Small press, limited run. But it was ours. Our story, our words, our ending. We did one interview on local newspaper. "What do you want readers to take away?" the journalist asked. Sage answered: "That you can survive manipulation. That you can rebuild." I added: "That second chances are real. If you choose them." "What about Victoria Ashford? Have you heard from her since publication?"

That's how he is. "I told him I would think about it more." "Well, that's not what he told me." I applied my favorite perfume all over my body. Three things that men like; body, smell, body. "Why are you thinking of resigning?" "I was thinking of shifting places." I leaned on her. "And I found a better bar that offers more money." She rolled her eyes. "And here I thought you were resigning because you found a better and a decent job." "This is better." I shrugged. "Just not decent, I guess."