I have been Chris for a year and a half now. I had lived his life the way he usually does: hanged out with his friends, took care of his pet dog, and dated his girlfriend. I learned to love his life but it still was not the one I had in mind because I wanted something that was a mixture of a jock and a comic book geek. I don’t know why but I sort of want something just like one like that.
I went to the gym where Chris works. This is also the opportunity for me to find a potential person for me to be for the next couple of years. I greeted some of his co-workers and they greeted me back enthusiastically especially Nate. He was one of the new part-time employees who was in-charge of lifting the new dumbbells being delivered. He was also a college student. I thought to myself, “Hey maybe him! I might find someone in his university that has the life that I want.”
Nate went to gym’s basement to find some of the new dumbbells. I followed him. Without hesitation, I pushed him to a room which looks like an old shower room that hasn’t been used for a decade or so. Chris was a lot bigger. I used Chris’ strength to knock him out and he went limp on Chris’ arms. I placed him on the floor. I looked at Chris’ body and flexed it a bit since I have the thought of being him for the last time. Chris’ body fell on the ground next to Nate. Chris’ back started to swell as I pulled out of him. I got up and saw a mirror. I went there and checked my reflection and took a selfie using Chris’ phone. I sent a copy to my email and deleted the one on the phone. I noticed my clothes and said to myself, “I can’t believe that I have been wearing this thing for more than a year now! I doesn’t matter. It’s not like anyone is going to notice it when I’m inside someone” I laughed as I walked back to where Chris and Nate were lying.