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Chapter 1
I wonder who had the idea of making a shopping centre themed rollercoaster
ride. I got into the ride car with my brother and my parents followed suit
in the car behind us. The ride started and the car followed the tracking
ahead rising up an around very slowly, allowing for the rider to take in the
view of the magnificently build shopping centre scenery. I looked around
noticing all the shops and model people scattered around to imitate a happy
day out shopping. The car carried moving along the tracks and picked up a
bit more speed now though still not a great deal.
The tracks followed a somewhat bendy pattern moving around different model
scenarios of people. I looked down from the car to the ground, we were very
high up by this point and we were coming up to a scene depicting a group of
people sitting outside a caf? drinking coffee. There was something peculiar
looking about this scene and I was expecting something, not quite sure what
but something was going to happen the ride had been to slow up till this
point. Suddenly as we passed the scene one of them en sat at the table
turned around and screamed in our faces. I was expecting something so it did
not scare me at all I simple said hello to the man and waved to him as the
moved away from him.
Suddenly there were dolls all around us laughing and we were no longer on the
tracks of the ride anymore all of the people around us were moving it was a
real shopping centre not a ride at all. The car picked up speed and started
to move extremely fast amongst the people darting around the busy crowds of
people going about their business shopping in this shopping centre, that
wasn't a ride at all. The car moved faster and faster and everything became
an absolute blue we were moving so fast I was worried about crashing int0o
someone but the car managed to move around everyone with ease suddenly the
car stopped.
Before us stood a girl with a pink frilly dress holding tightly in her arms a
mechanical doll which was laughing. The girl simply stared at us her curly
golden hair motionless as though she was inanimate and the doll was in fact
the living organism. My attention was drawn away from the girl towards the
doll its laugh piercing the air, the bright red light in its mouth blinking
and flashing pulsating to the beat of its laughter. Its face its eyes so
creepy, they left an unsettled feeling within me, I tried to grab the doll
to shut it up to stop it laughing I pulled at it and tried with all my might
to tear it out of the arms of the girl but she had an incredibly strong grip
of the doll it wouldn't budge.
A tug of war began between us its head started come loose from the body but
as I began to make headway with my struggle the car began to move away from
the girl and the doll and I could no longer hold on I reached out for it
grasping nothing but air I was yanked away ferociously by the car as it
picked up incredible speed once more and raced away. I looked around my
brother was gone nowhere to be seen I was alone in this ride car speeding
through the shopping centre dodging the crowds of people all around me, and
all at once the car spun around and stopped at a doorway. Stood before me
was a little girl of maybe 9 years of age. Very slim with her dirty blonde
hair tied back and pink vest top on with dark blue jeans. She looked at me
and I looked at her then suddenly she spoke. But the voice that came from
this girl was not that of a 9 year old girl, no this was the voice of a man,
a man much older than 9 years of age, a very deep voice.
"I am tired of being so young, I need to be older."
A flash of white blinding light surrounded me and I woke up with a start.
I breathed heavily from the shock of the dream. I always have strange dreams
like that. I needed the toilet now. I climbed out of bed and proceeded to
the bathroom. I turned on the bathroom light and opened the door slowly,
scanning around the room and behind the door as I entered. I'm always a
little nervous after such a vivid and weird dream. I walked over to the
toilet and pulled down my pyjama bottoms and underpants to use the toilet. I
sat down, the toilet seat was cold, no surprising as it was the middle of
winter and bathrooms are always cold. Doesn't matter what house your in the
bathroom is always cold.
When I had finished I pulled up my underpants and pyjama bottoms and walked
over to the sink to wash my hands. I looked in the mirror, the face staring
back at me was not mine, or at least it wasn't for the first 22 years of my
life. Now this face is my face and most likely will be forever. This face,
the face of a child, the face of a child girl, and the body of a child girl.
I was once a young adult, fresh out of university, I was once a boy, I once
had a girlfriend, and a family and friends, and looking for work, ready to
begin my life in the vast world of work.
Now I am a child in primary school once more, with my entire secondary school
and university life ahead of me once again. Now I am a girl, without a
girlfriend. My girlfriend probably hates me, my girlfriend is probably full
of sadness and loneliness not knowing what happened to her lovely boyfriend
who she loved and adored. Now I have a new family who believe me to be
mentally disturbed and making the entire story of my past life up, my old
family, my true family I wonder if they worry about me. Or even know I am
gone? Is he living my life in which case they will not worry they will see
him and think it is me, and my girlfriend she will think he is me? Has he
continued with my love for her or has he broken her heart and found someone
else?
If he has hurt her in any way I swear I will make him pay. But what can I do
in this feeble small body, and how do I even know what has come to pass with
that life, I speculate and worry but nothing is for certain. I am hundreds
of miles away from my true family and a 9 year old girl cannot travel very
far on her own. I have very little money and the parents of this poor girl
will worry and look for me returning me here and will try ever harder to keep
me from running away again and in convincing me that I made the entire thing
up, and that I am delusional. Why did I even think they would believe me in
the first place, its something from a fiction book or film, it doesn't happen
in the real world, but maybe it does I am living proof that it does. I've
been living this way for the past few months now, and I remember clearly
living another life for 22 years, but I don't remember living 9 years of this
life only the few months that I have. I don't know what to do, I miss my
family I miss my girlfriend, I miss you so much. I hear movement from the
other bedroom, they're coming towards the bathroom.
"Elisha is that you?"
"Yeah. I just needed the toilet, that's all"
"Ok well, hurry up back to bed, you have school in a few hours, you don't
want to be tired."
"Yeah I'm going now."
Ah school again. I can't believe I'm back in primary school. I thought I
was finished with all this. I'm actually somewhat surprised they're sending
me to school after my antics over the past couple months. Trying to convince
them I wasn't their daughter that I'm actually a 22 year old boy, and that I
need to find my real body and my real family so I can return to them, carry
on with my life. Then I unsuccessfully tried to run away but that didn't
work too well, they were expecting it after everything I had been saying to
them. But I think since I have calmed down in the past month they're hoping
it has passed I hope. The last thing I want is greater restrictions set upon
me thus limiting my chances of finding out the truth. I returned to my
bedroom and got back into bed to sleep.
To be Continued...
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