Today I woke up, and looked around the room. I'm in the same bedroom as yesterday. I was still grant. Part of me was thrilled. Yesterday was perfect, and for once I felt happy. But I was surprised. I thought for sure I would be back in my body. I still don't understand why this happening. But let's see what happens. I got dressed and left for school.
Tuesday and wednesday was the same as monday. It was easy to fall into his routine. I know that tomorrow I need to pick up my tux for the dance on friday. After practice, I got a text message from a phone number that I didn't recognize.
'I know who you really are. Meet me at the coffee shop at 5am tomorrow. We need to talk.
__B'
Who is B and how do they know who I am. Who is this number. I don't even recognize. I start to panic. The next day, I got up early, got dressed, and snuck out of the house early in the morning. I ran to the coffee shop and sat at a table. I waited for this B person.
Then I saw them. This person. I know this person very well
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The New Me
General FictionJenny is an woman who lost her son and her husband within a month. She is depressed and wishes she could just start all over again. One day, she wakes up in a different bedroom and a different body. She becomes Grant, a 17 year old teenage boy. F...
