“There she is again, the girl I owe my life to” Emma thought. Not too long ago, Tom was jogging outdoors, when he saw the very same girl blowing bubbles. He found it kind of cute, “good morning” he said and she smiled. One of the bubbles touched his hand. He continued jogging and didn’t even notice. But after the bubble popped, everything changed. He was no longer a man, he was now a 22 year old woman named Emma. She ran back, but the girl wasn’t there anymore.
I kept jogging. I didn’t care people were looking at me in a weird way. I didn’t know what was wrong, or why everybody seemed to look at me with some kind of lust. I just kept jogging. A couple of miles back, I had seen how a man tried to steal an old lady’s purse. I scared the burglar, and even though the old lady fell to the floor, she wasn’t harmed, and she still had all her belongings. “Thank you young man” the lady told me. I smiled, helped her up, and asked her if she needed a ride home, or something. To which she just replied, “I might be an old lady, but I can walk home. Don’t you worry about me. Go on, continue what you were doing. I sincerely wish you can get what you want the most”. I insisted, but she just told me to continue jogging.
I had just bought one of those bodysuits from Bodysuits inc. With the exception of my friend James, I hadn’t told anyone about my recent purchase. “Really?, I bought one too” he said. I couldn’t believe I wasn’t the only one. “Ok, ok, lets show each other our suits” I told him.