THE LAST TIME

The universe worked in mysterious ways, that much I knew for sure.

You know what, someone had to have it out for me, right? They must've wanted to prove how much they really despised my guts with all that body switching nonsense.

But who the fuck does that? Someone please tell me what exactly I did to deserve this screwed up existence.

When I awoke the next morning, I was back in my own bedroom. And I know what you're thinking. You're thinking: Sadie, how could that possibly be bad? You're back in your own body, the spell has been lifted!

But you're wrong. Only dark magic was performed, no fairy godmother came to my aid like how I was promised from a young age.

I was not back in my body; that was soon confirmed by Imposter Sadie's sleeping body next to me in my bed.

So if I wasn't myself, who else could I have been?

Nell. Oh god, I was Nell!

This can't be happening, this shouldn't supposed to be happening!

Why wasn't I a boy? The pattern specifically went girl, boy, girl, boy, why would the universe break it all of the sudden?!

I stared at Imposter Sadie's sleeping body and wanted to fucking scream.

This isn't fair, I'm seeing my old life from a closer look, how can I be teased like this?

I hated this chick. How dare she exist? My plan yesterday might've had a stronger chance of working if she hadn't been around. My parents and Nell would've been overjoyed to see me, instead of threatening me like they had.

But no, me on 'auto pilot' or something just had to be there. She had to ruin my scheme and my entire life.

It was what every girl wanted to hear: "You weren't missed when you were gone, because in your family's eyes, you never left."

Was it wrong that I wanted to kill myself? No I didn't want to kill Nell, whose body I was possessing, I actually wanted to kill Imposter Sadie. It served her right too, because if I couldn't be Sadie, nobody could.