1 Lost identify

In a dark room, a teenage boy lay in his bed, fast asleep. Slowly, he started to wake up, his tired eyes blinking open. His mind felt foggy as he glanced around the unfamiliar room. It dawned on him that this wasn't his own room. Confusion set in as he prepared to get out of bed, but something felt off. He looked at his hands and realized they were too pale, not matching his usual brown skin tone.

Determined to investigate, he rose from the bed and walked toward the nearby door, assuming it led to the bathroom. As he turned the knob, it unlocked with a strange sound, surprising him. He stepped inside, searching for the light switch. The bathroom appeared white, with a bathtub, toilet, and sink. Curiosity led him to the mirror above the sink, hoping to find answers about his altered appearance.

As he looked into the mirror, he was stunned into silence. The reflection staring back at him was not his own. It was a small boy with dark hair, white skin, dark eyes, and red lips. He couldn't believe what he saw—it felt surreal, like he had become someone else entirely overnight.

Panic began to take hold as he grappled with this sudden change. He felt his life had taken an unexpected turn, transforming him into a foreign, unfamiliar person. After a moment of making strange faces and studying his reflection, he accepted his new reality. Determined to find answers, he decided to search his room for any clues about his identity.

Scouring the room, he came across a bag on his table—a standard school bag. Curiosity piqued, he opened it and discovered an ID card—a school ID. Looking closely, he was astonished to find his own photo on it, but the name caught his attention: Juli Saint. This name was unfamiliar to him, adding to his confusion. Yet, the biggest surprise awaited him when he examined the gender indicated on the ID—it said "female."

Overwhelmed, he tossed the ID card aside and frantically looked down, confirming the truth. There was nothing there. Feelings of worry and disbelief surged through him. With a mix of emotions, he reluctantly picked up the ID card again to search for more information about this new identity. Inside the bag, he discovered a small pink diary.

Opening the diary, he struggled to decipher the poorly written entries. The more he read, the more tension built within him. The contents of the diary were mind-boggling, challenging his comprehension. It seemed his life had taken an inexplicable twist, leaving him as a wealthy Catholic girl religious parents.

Overwhelmed by his strange circumstances, he returned to his bed, hoping it was all a dream he could sleep away. The next day, he woke up in the same room, realizing it wasn't just a dream. Faced with the uncertainty of his new life, he steeled himself to face the day ahead.

Despite his trepidation, he forced himself to go downstairs. Each step was filled with anxiety as he wondered who he would encounter and what conversations lay ahead. He found his way to the kitchen, where the voices of his mother, father, and brother emanated.

Summoning courage, he approached the kitchen, addressing his mother. The smallness of his new body gave him a shred of confidence. As he called out, "Mother," he hoped his voice sounded convincing.

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