Different Feelings

Intro

"Hey! Hey! Come back here with my bread girl!" A loud and gruesome voice shouted as foot steps came pounding down the side walk.

The sky, gray as snowflakes fell gently to the ground. It was winter in 2001, Scarlet Rose's family was caught up in a downfall, both her father and mother had lost their jobs which had become no longer needed. Scarlet, a 10 year old girl ran down the streets of Harlem, New York with a warm loaf of bread that grew colder by the second, being chased by a baker.

"Thief! Thief!" The baker shouted as soon his voice grew faint and the street lights flickered on slowly.

Soon, Scarlet had reached her house, a small one floor house with only 3 rooms was all Scarlet's family could afford at the time, her parents struggled to maintain money as taxes rose and jobs continued to fall. Her brother Eric had died only two months before having his life taken from him by a deadly fever.

Scarlet placed the now cold loaf on the worn out counter then walked into the living room and sat on the floor hugging her teddy bear, given to her by her grandmother.

Around 6pm, her father came marching through the door happily. "Hello wonderful family!" He said, his voice lit up the house as Scarlet came running from the other room to hug her father. Suddenly, the mood of the house changed as her father noticed the loaf of bread on the counter. "Scarlet!" He looked down at Scarlet who was smiling brightly as soon her smile faded. "Girl! What have I told you about stealing! You must return the bread either that, or pay him for the bread you have stolen and apologize! I know that we are struggling, but stealing is still very wrong!"

"Papa I'm sorry" Scarlet said as large tears began running down her cheeks.

Moments later, her mother walked in to the house with her usual tired face. She looked over to see Scarlet crying and frowned then walked over to them and dropped her purse on the floor then hugged them both tightly and forced a smile in hopes that Scarlet would stop crying.

Later that day, at 7pm Scarlet along with her parents walked down the streets of Harlem with the loaf of bread and the exact change for the bread that Scarlet had stolen earlier that day.

As the approached the small bakery which gave off a sweet aroma of bread, the baker that had chased after Scarlet noticed them and approached them peacefully.

Scarlet held up the bread to the baker "I'm sorry for taking your bread, sir!" She said nicely in hopes that the baker wouldn't still be mad at them.

The baker put his hand to the bread "No no, please, keep the bread. I have made more, one loaf gone is not a big deal, I shouldn't have made it such a big deal in the first place. I can tell that today's folks are not doing as well especially since technology has put many at a loss, including my bakery somehow.. The world is changing around us quickly" he gave a long sigh then smiled softly down at Scarlet.

"Oh thank you so much, sir!" Scarlet's father said with a silent sigh of relief. "Oh where are my manners.. Sir, I thank you for your kindness, but the least I could do is pay you back for the loaf." He said drawing his wallet from his back pocket.

"No no. It's on the house." The baker smiled.

Footsteps drew near as a girl accompanied by two guards approached the shop. The girl passed Scarlet as she brushed against Scarlet's sweater briefly then continued on her way with the guards following her.

Scarlet watched the girl walk away then gently brushed off her shoulder and looked back at the baker then smiled and embraced him with a warm hug. "Thank you so very much, sir!" She said happily.

Suddenly, she fainted only to awake seconds later and looked up at two men who looked tough as nails with ripped muscles. Her eyes widened as she then quickly jumped to her feet and looked at herself through a store window then shrieked. She was no longer in the body of Scarlet Rose.

"Windy! Miss Windy, oh please be alright!" One of the two men said. "Oh if anything were to happen to you..who knows what Mr. Lakewood would do to us!" They both panicked.

"Darling! Oh Darling please be alright!" Scarlet heard her mother's voice in the distance then looked back as her eyes widened seeing her true self stand up slowly and look at her directly.

They both froze, their eyes locked on each other, both filled with fear. Scarlett's heart began racing as fear struck her heart. What had happened.

"Miss, we must leave now. Your father is waiting for you." The guard said to Scarlet offering his hand to her.

Scarlet turned to face him "no...wait I don't know you.. I'm supposed to be over there..with mama and papa" Scarlet pointed towards her family as well as her self which somehow had been taken over by another person.

"Miss! We insist you not waste your time on the poor! Your father does not take kindly to being late! Remember what we've told you about what happened to your brother's guards last time they ran late?" The guard to her right said.

The next day, after Scarlet had been taken from her family in a different body, she woke up with tear stains on her cheeks. She slowly got up and looked around oddly finding herself once again back in her own body. She sighed with relief to find that it was only a dream. Though it seemed so real.. Thoughts raced through her head what if it wasn't a dream? What if it was real? What happened to that girl? Why did this even happen? Did she wake up in her bed too? I don't know what to do! Why must this happen to me! Maybe it was only a one time th-

She was quickly cut off as her mother entered the room and smiled at her "oh good, you are awake. Your fever must have gone down." Her mother asked with her warm and gentle smile. "Well sweetie, go downstairs and get something to eat. I have to get to a job interview. Your father is going out on a short run and will be back soon" she said then placed a soft kiss on Scarlet's forehead. She then walked out.

Scarlet smiled lightly then got out of bed and walked to the small kitchen then grabbed a bowl of cereal.