Breaking Free

Breaking Free

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I braced myself for the next stinging blow, covering my face with my hands. The belt struck my back, I tried to hold in a sob as I was hit over and over. I open my eyes and look up slowly afraid he's still in the room. Wincing as I stand up, I make my way to the small vanity that sits in the corner of my room. I stare into the hazel eyes that gaze back at me, trying to find anything willing to fight back. My face is red, blotchy, and tear stained. My blond hair normally with long beach waves, is tangled and frizzy. I take one more look at my tattered state and burst into tears. Sobs rack my body and I can't control them, just another thing in my life I have no control over. I know that I have to stop or else he'll hear me and come back in. I try to calm down but everytime I do, another wave hits and I'm powerless against it.
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Why was there a boy in my room? There was a boy in my room! "Shoo, shoo." I whacked him with the umbrella as he backed up next to the window. All I did was make a wish. Just a few words I called a sentence and a few sentences I called a paragraph. How was I supposed to know that it would turn out like this. What even was this? I was him. He was me. We were...we? "How can I be you!" I shouted in panic. This wasn't making sense. He? Me? We're...us? "Because I'm you." He answered calmly and my mouth dropped open. Wait, what? "How can you be me and I, you?" I bellowed, confused. This was way too much for the little brain cells I had left. "You're a boy!" "Okay, now that's just being sexist." He stated, leaning against my book case with a grin on his face. What the hell was going on!? ************************** Lenna Adams was living no easy life. Her once perfect family was now in ruins. She loved her dad, but now she felt nothing but hatred and disappointment towards him. She adored her mom, but now all she felt was pity towards her. She once appreciated her life too, but let's face it...everything was a mess in Lenna's life. He claimed he could help her. He claimed that he could make her enjoy life again. And the only way to do it, was to become her.

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