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Everything changed

It was life changing. Actually not, it was reallity changing. Everything changed that day, and no one else but me is aware. Me and my girlfriend were at the mall when we entered a small thrift store, the owner was an old man dressed in a purple robe. We were browsing throught the items he had in exhibition. A statuette of a girl caught my eye. She looked exactly like my girlfriend. I reached for it and touched it. I felt some kind of energy shock coming from it. “Oh shit” I yelled. My voice sounded off, kind of girly. I looked at my hands, they were feminine. I thought the statuette had affected me, but as I was about to learn, it had done a lot more than that. Read more