After your last class you meet Anisha in Miss Quincy's room. Miss Q has already left, but Anisha is there. It's been 6 hours and you thought about this this decision all day.
"So what is your decision?" Anisha asks.
"Let's swap arms." you reply. "but I'm curious. Why do you want to swap arms?"
"That is simple. I want to know what a man's strength is like."
"Fair enough. Are you ready?"
She nods then closes her eyes and holds out her arms. You close your eyes as well and concentrate on her arms. You feel a wave wash over you and when you open your eyes you see Anisha flexing your arms and admiring them.
You weren't that strong but you pride your self with having a fit, well toned body. You then look to Anisha's arms and are saddened by the gains you have lost. You put your hands together and realize how delicate they are. You are surprised that you have her hands as well. You look back at her holding a chair marveling at how easy it is to lift.
Just then, the bell for your bus starts to chime.
"I have to go Anisha. Let's meet up tomorrow morning. I want to know what you think about your new arms."
"Okay, bye!"
When you get home, you have only one thing on your mind.
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