For face stares back at you but... your eyes seem... wrong. You shrug it off and get back to your room and get ready for the day. you walk out to the kitchen afterwards and grab your plate. The next second it is dropped as you mother shrieks. You turn to see her with a knife pointed at you. "Who are you" she asks, "And what are yo9u doing in James clothes!"
You step back and put down the breakfast. "M-Mom... that's not funny."
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