Snow hadn’t been in the forecast when I picked up my younger sister from her college for winter break, yet we ran into a sudden storm while on the road back to our parents. The car I was driving swerved off the highway, and that was the last thing I remembered before waking up in the hospital.
I could feel the bandage on my head, but I was more shocked to find that I now had a woman’s body -- and not just any woman, it was my sister’s body!
My panic was only calmed when the doctors pumped some drugs into me and explained what happened. Rescuers had found the accident in a relatively short time. Both my sister’s body and mine were in terrible shape basically with our heads cut open and brains leaked out. By coincidence, the snow had perfectly preserved our bodies and brains for an experimental treatment to save us.
Unfortunately, they had no quick way to determine which brain belonged in which body. They guessed purely based on size. As such, the guessed wrong and put my male brain inside my sister’s body. I knew it was better than being dead, but it was still a hard truth to swallow. I was now my own sister, and she was now me.
No comments:
Post a Comment