For a very good reason, I'm hesitant to walk down the stairs. It's not because I feel like a stranger in my own house- my old house. When I do eventually tip-toe down the stairs and take a seat at the table, I hear her voice.
"Good morning, sweetheart," Allison's mom smiles. I haven't seen her in so long, it's almost like she stored her motherly energy all the time and is now radiating it without holding it back. Maybe it's because my own mom is no longer around.
My head is getting split open even more. I can't tell who's my real mother- Yes, I can, it's just that reason and desire are butting heads in my head.
"G-Good morning... m-mom," I force out. Reason wins this battle.
"Good morning, beautiful lady," he boldly exclaims as he walks down the stairs. Each footstep feels like such a big deal to me. It's like they send shockwaves that crash into my chair and almost send me flying. Fly me back home, please.
Chad gives Allison's mom a quick kiss and then turns to me, reaching out his hand. I flinch into my seat, very noticeably, and his face shifts into a shocked and threatening expression. It paralyses me just long enough to allow his hand to pat my shoulder, and he seals the deal with a firm squeeze. I wish it would just crumble my shoulder off my body and have me collapse into a pile of dirt, but sadly it doesn't. I'm forced to sit there.
"Why are you sitting like that?" he asks me confused. I look down confused and realise my legs are wide open. It takes me a bit before remembering that's no longer acceptable. Something else that has slipped through my fingers.
I adjust my sitting but don't lift my head.
He and Allison's mom take a seat in the living room as I hurry back upstairs after not getting a bite down. I fumble around with the girl's uniform a bit and uncomfortably put on the first skirt in a month before heading to the bathroom.
Allison Par looks at me in the mirror. She reminds me that she's me. She drills it into my head. She shouts it at me. I feel like an idiot for making my decision. A guilt-filled worthless selfish idiot. We swapped bodies and swapped back, so everything is back to how it should be.
I should be Allison Par. It's like karma.
Who am I even?
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The Swap
Fiksi Remaja"Where am I? This isn't my room. Wait, this isn't my voice, either! This isn't my body!" Allison Par is a timid girl. She just moved to a new town and her mom started dating a new man. Allison just wants him gone, but she's too terrified to speak up...
