It's Miraculous

1

"Avery, you need to wake up..." someone whispered in my ear causing me to stir in my comfortable bed to sleep more.

"I can't, I still want to sleep..." I groaned but that person began to vigorously shake my body.

"Come on Avery... Wake up! We'll be late if you won't get up! We have to meet Felix!" He complain which I ignore because my name is not Avery and I don't have any relative with the name of Felix.

As I was about to drift into dreamland, that same person finally stopped waking me (which I'm thankful of) but it seemed that person have another plan in mind, specifically a wicked one, that'll fulfill its goal.

"Ouch!" I shouted in pain, with my eyes wide open, as I look annoyingly at the person who pushed me off on my bed.

It was a boy with brushed-back blond hair that is swept to the right and a pair mesmerizing emerald-green stare. I somehow deduced that he's around 5 or 6. He smiled at me before muttering gis forgiveness.

With confusion that is evident in my mind and face, I accidentally asked that child "Who are you?"

It seem that he was also confuse with my question but he still manage to reply, "I'm your twin brother Avery..."

"Umm well yeah, you're my twin brother. I remember," I laughed although I'm still clueless about his identity.

"Are you sure that you're not lying to me?" He began to shoot me a serious stare.

As I met his eyes, I felt familiarity with this situation. I knew that I saw this scene before, probably with someone or somewhere but my brain refuse to recall.

"Of course, I'm certain!" I nervously replied. Hope that he would buy that lie.

I saw how his expression immediately changed into a calming state as he rushed to me and gave me a hug.

"I'm sorry if I pushed you Avery... I just got excited with meeting Felix," He smiled at me before ruffling my hair. "Go on and take a bath. You stink!" He playfully said before I completely left him.

Weird. That's what I thought as I managed to find my way to the bathroom, which is spacious than my room.

I began to wonder where I actually am since I was mesmerized with the beauty of the bathroom. The tiles are squeky clean, and the bottles are fancier than what can be bought in the grocery store.

Probably I'm in a hotel or something...

I just shrugged it off and continue to walk to the sink so that I could wash my face. But the moment that I went there and saw my reflection in front of the mirror, I knew from that moment that there is something wrong with me.

"No! No! No! This isn't me!" I screamed and began touching a child's face, more specifically 'my face' now.

My once black hair had turned into a blond. My eyes turned green just like the boy. My face became smaller. And most importantly, there are no eyebags and acnes that can be seen.

I began to wonder about what happened overnight when the bathroom door suddenly opened as a blonde woman wearing a white female suit enter with a worried face.