Lol ANOTHER story??!! Is probably what you guys are thinking! Well this one is sort of what my friend Janina went through. Of course not as dramatic... but certain scenarios are true... please enjoy!! -Katie Shute ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I would remember today for the rest of my life... My mother had come home from the hospital. Her cheeks stained with hours worth of tears... She had come over to me an slapped me across the face. She had changed... I could tell. "Mother?" I touched my stinging cheek. "Mother what's wrong?!" Another slap. "Mother?!" "You will do this! You will do as I tell you do you understand you pathetic being!" she cried. "What do you mean mother?" I asked. I was confused and hurt. I had never seen her like this before! What had happened today? "M-Mother?" "He's dead... Your twin brother Carter is dead Janina." My eyes widened. What?! What the hell just happened?! Why did I not know this? When did this even happen?! "What?! When?! What... what happened?!" I demanded. "He was hit by a bus this morning. He didn't make it..." she said coldly. "Why didn't I know this until now?!" "Because it doesn't concern you! You are not important to him, or to your father and I!" I stood there unable to speak. What the hell?! "Mother!" She turned towards me and glared. "You are no longer my daughter! You will become him!" "B-become who?!" "Carter Logan Hydranzo. Your dead twin brother..." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Lol so please comment Thank you!! I love you all!!
She grabbed a handful of my hair and grabbed a pair of scissors off the kitchen counter. She began to cut my hair and I wept. I had grown my hair out... It had touched my waist and I loved it. "Mother!" I cried. "Stop it! I won't be like him! I'm not him. I'm not Carter!" I shouted. "Shut up!" she screeched and she quickly finished cutting the ends. Once she finished I quickly stood up and ran into the bathroom. When I saw myself in the mirror I began to sob. I looked like him! Oh god I looked just like him! My hair was ear length and fell neatly into place over my eyes. I touched it and began to cry harder. "Why me?" "Carter!" shouted my mother. I flinched. I wasn't him... I wasn't going to be him! I walked out and she dangled a bag in front of me. "What's this?" I asked. "Your school uniform. You'll be going to LaCross Academy won't you?" she asked a smile on her face. "Carter? Won't you?" I was terrified. She had lost her mind... she really thought I was Carter! "But it's an all boys academy!" I protested. "And I'm a girl!" "Honey... You say the strangest things, now hurry on and get changed I want to see how you look!" I grimaced. This was horrifying! I nodded obediently and went and changed. When I came back out her smile disappeared and she frowned. She came over to me. "Why is your chest so busty?" I blushed. Oh Jesus... "Here," she said handing me some tensor bandage. "Put this on, it will hide any unnecessary and feminine features on your body." I frowned. "Yes mother." I changed and came back out. My mother's face lightened and she smiled at me. Her smile was insanely terrifying. It was like a serial killer smile. "Atta boy Carter," she said. "You look ready to start school soon. I will drive you to the station and that will be that! I won't see you until Christmas!" she smiled. School...? What was I getting myself into... following along like this... I just wanted my mother to be happy for me. To be proud of me and to say she loved me. "I love you, mother," I said patting her shoulder. I gave her one of my smells and she smiled back. "I love you too, my son. I love you too... Carter..."