Sunday, July 1, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: Body Jumper

This is from something that has been floating around in my head. I *think* it would be a YA paranormal. I pulled it out of the vault. Hope it's intriguing. ;)

At least I'm male again. I always was male, but the bodies my being, soul, whatever you humans want to call it, doesn’t exercise discretion when it “chooses” where I wake up.
“Kyle?” she whispers. Honestly, I would rather she didn’t. Now the tears are rolling down her cheeks.
“Kyle, I thought you would never wake up again.

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