“Samantha!”--- Huh, I never heard her calling that name before, but now Hannah is in my room and she seems talking to me.
“Hey sleepy head, time to wake up, everyone is already on the beach, the weather is perfect today!” she went on and I just grumbled back to her: “leave me alone, I am feeling bad”, but what was that, why was my voice so high? And indeed I felt bad, something is not right.
Hannah left and I was awake now, feeling not like myself! And suddenly I had to realize that indeed I was not myself!
my head was spinning around and I felt totally sick and displaced. And why did she call me Samantha?
I rolled out of bed and looked into the mirror, when I got a shock as I suddenly have to realize that not only my name was changed, but also my clothing: I was I wearing a girls nightie, and to make it worse, it was not only name and clothes, which have changed, but also complete body: I quickly noticed that I had two unfamiliar mounds on my chest and what was that, long hair falling into my face.
I slowly started to realize the worst and grabbed between my legs to get the shocking confirmation that there wasn’t anything there.
“Shit was is going on here? Am I dreaming…?” I think to myself
I was confused and kept standing there motionless in front of the full length mirror. Huh. A girl. I waved my right hand and the girl in the mirror waved her left in perfect synchrony. I looked down, and it was the body of a thin, tall girl with long blonde hair that greeted me. A wave of confusion, and then panic rose over me.
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