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posted by tayandkris4evr
 Tye
Tye
सेकंड part to my story 'Shift' about a young girl with a huge change in her abnormal life. She has और of a boy attitude then a girl's! Will her attitude change if she actually turned into a boy? Find out in this part of my story 'Shift'. Have fun reading, comment, and fan. Thanks!

Recap

I woke up feeling a bit dizzy. My head felt like someone kept spinning me in a वृत्त for hours. I close my eyes and lay my head on the grass.

“What the hell--?” I start to सवाल myself, but then I realize my voice is a lot deeper then before I jumped the fence. I hold my hand in front of my face, it’s longer and the finger nails aren’t long at all. It looks और rough and calloused. Like a guy’s hand…

I stand up, realizing that I was taller. I look down at my chest, it was completely flat, yet muscular. My torso’s longer too! So are my legs!

“Whaa--?” I say again.

“Am I a guy now?” I ask myself, afraid to know the answer.
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“You sure are, Mary!” Somebody says from behind the पेड़ I was by. My eyes grew wide and I half panicked.

“Who’s there?” I say softly, cautiously. I get into a boxing stance, putting my fists up and bending my knees.

Then I see a small boy come out from behind the tree, he looks to be about seven years old. He has blonde hair and brown eyes just like me. His hair is scraggly, with parts sticking up everywhere. He was covered in dirt and he was wearing a black long sleeve कमीज, शर्ट that hugged his little body. It went down to his knees like a dress. He wasn’t wearing any pants either… He had little brown cat ears on his head and a long brown tail with a white tip coming from behind him. He looked like an orphan kid that was really good at cosplaying…

I blink a couple of times and rub my eyes. Was this really happening? Who is this kid?

He smiled a really cute smile and held his hands up like a cat then said

“Nyaa!”

“Wha--?” I say. Then the kid sits down, so I do too. We both sit पार करना, क्रॉस legged on the घास द्वारा the tree.

“So, let me ask you… who… या what are you?” I ask, completely dumbfounded.

“I’m your twin.” He says happily, smiling.

“What? My twin?” I सवाल looking the boy over again and again.

“Yep. I’ve lived inside of you, looking through your eyes until now. आप finally let me out!” The young boy said, again cheerfully.

I made a really confused expression then shook my head. Apparently, I have a twin, he’s a cat… and he looks like he’s se--

“You can’t be my twin! You’re like seven! Aren’t you?” I ponder the entire situation, making my head hurt.

“Hey! That’s not funny! I’m the same age as you, I’m just really small!” He yells in my face. My eyes get wide and so does his. Then sits back down and flattens his shirt.

“You’re fifteen too?” I question, using my hand to हटाइए his head around. He has a really annoyed expression on his face but I continue to look at him.

“Yes! Let me explain some things!” He says agitatedly, slapping my hand away.

“Fine.” I sit back using my hands to keep me up.

“Alrighty. I’m your twin, not really a twin like a human would think of but और like your soul. I am आप and आप are me. Yet, we are separate people and we each have our own pain. Now we do, but all the other’s are still connected with their twins. Before, whenever आप got hurt so did I, but not anymore! Oh, right, now that I’m separated from you, I’m a real person, so… I kind of need आप to take care of me, please?” He explains. He throws his hands up when he’s done, still smiling.

I take everything in, the entire situation… store it in my brain and force the rational part of me to accept what’s in front of me. So this little kid is me…? But he’s a boy…

“But, you’re a boy, so how can आप be me?” I question.

“What are आप talking about? You’re a boy too!” He screams then shakes me like crazy.

“Oh, right… But, I was a girl before, why am I a boy now?” I yell at him, bonking him on the head between his cat ears.

“Not sure, but I’ve always been a boy, that’s why I didn’t understand why आप were born a girl.” He says rubbing his head where I hit him.

I sigh, then I get up on my feet, the boy does the same.

“Say what’s your name?” I ask, looking at the पेड़ behind him.

“Name? I don’t have one, आप haven’t दिया me one yet.” He says putting his little hand to his chin.

“Oh, really? Well then let’s call you…” I think about it for a few minutes, then I finally come up with one.

“Tye! How about that? Do आप like that name?” I ask him enthusiastically.

“Sure.” He smiles, but then his mouth forms an o and his eyes widen. “Oh yeah, um will आप excuse me for a moment?” He says, अभिनय like he has to go pee या something.

“Uh, sure.” I say, then lean against the tree, and whistle. Tye jumps back over the fence with my ability and disappears behind the school building.

I wait for about 10 मिनटों occasionally looking at the new me. I actually looked pretty hot!

“…“

Huh? What am I saying?! Keep it cool… Keep it cool.

Tye comes back, smiling just like always. He hops over the fence then says

“Hello again. Oh द्वारा the way, I had to erase the memory of ‘Mary’ because she no longer exists so no one will know you, not even your parents. I’m really sorry.” His hangs his head low, his cat ears twitching.

At first… I’m angry, but then I realized, it’s not like my parents cared about me anyway. And I bet I could make some new फ्रेंड्स at school.

All my parents did was drink, party, and not pay the bills. They didn’t even acknowledge me, what so ever. It’s like I was an outcast in my own family. I’ve learned to live with it though. I got a part time job at 7 eleven and I pay for my own clothes and food. I’ve never thought of my parents as parents. They were just people that lived in the same house I did. I’m surprised they even have a house to live in. They’re just pathetic.

I’m kind of glad I’m not forced to be their kid anymore. Ha!

“It’s okay.” I say then I mess up his hair even more.

“Where am I going to take care of आप then, Tye?” I ask, already worried for my new little brother. That’s how I thought of him anyway, a little brother! I’ve always wanted one.

“Not sure… Let’s pretend we’re orphans and walk around see if anyone has the दिल to take us in.” He snickers. He really is my brother! I laugh then knuckle bump with him.

“Hey, I get a new name now, right? I’ve always liked the name Dean, can I be Dean?” I asked excitedly. I need to start अभिनय like a guy, puh…

“Ha ha! That sounds cool!” He says then claps for me. I pick him up and set him on my shoulders, just like a big brother would… the scene almost made me cry.
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blessed
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your smile, your eyes, your voice
as if आप gave me a choice
everything about आप i loved
all other feelings aside i shoved

on your every word i hung
and even among
a crowd, only आप i see
nowhere else i would rather be

these feelings for you, that are kept inside
i can no longer hide
everything about आप i admire
आप are all i desire

so kind, so sweet, so passionate
everytime our eyes met
my दिल would race
while looking at your smiling face

full of buety, life, and joy
with my emotions आप play like a toy
like a wild beast, my emotions cannot be tame
and i don't even know your name
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I’m always...
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