You feel something, it isn’t describable but it happens so fast and you are no longer surrounded by kitty litter. Wow, that was scary, what time is it? Where am I? You think to yourself. You are surrounded by people, a lot of really big people. You try to move but you can’t so you know you are still cursed. Same rules seem to apply as in the paper, you feel and can see but what are you? Then the world stars spinning. What the… You are swinging. You turn your… “eyes” to your back and see a wall of dark brown skin.
“Let’s sing Alleluia, every body, praise Jesus our savior.” Some one in a white robe is saying. It reminds you of a seen in the Blues Brother’s movie. This is one of those Soul churches. Then a loud rhythmic sound bellows around you and you start shaking. In that moment you realize where you are. You are an earring on a quire member and they are getting into the “spirit”. OW, the noise was so loud it was defining…
After an hour of the singing and spinning you are exhausted. If I ever get my body back I’m going to kill that gypsy? What kills gypsies, silver bullets? Then the mass finally ends and people star to leave. You swing from side to side as whoever you are on walks out of the church. “THAT WAS WOUNDERFUL MRS. ROSE, YOU HAVE A GIFT?” You feel vibrations as the woman you are on speaks. “OH THANK YOU. I WISH I COULD STAY BUT I HAVE TO GET BACK HOME AND GRADE PAPERS.” The person you are on walks outside and to a red car but you can’t get a good look. Then she adjusts her mirrors and you see who you are on. Oh man you know this woman. This is Mrs. Rose your math teacher. Man you used to think she was hot because she looked like Halley Berry. What are the odds?
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