My Sister Myself - Three Years Later

 

So the medallion was gone and we couldn't do anything about it; I was forced to assume my sister's identity for an indefinite period of time.  Mum made an excuse and told everyone that I had gone abroad to study, as my previous identity had disappeared. Actually, my mum had decided that I should live with my dad, who lived on the other side of the country. It was a shock for him as well when he found out that he had lost a son and had recovered a daughter in return. In the end, he agreed to help me, so I moved in with him.

After several months of missing my presence, my mother decided to move in, saying I needed the female presence in the house to grow up. Then the unexpected happened: back under the same roof, my parents rediscovered their passion,,while I was living the life of a normal twenty year old girl.
A few days ago I was wandering around a flea market when I suddenly saw it. Among a thousand pieces of junk, the medallion had reappeared. I could have gone back to my old life, but then I thought about everything that had happened in the last few years: I had new friends, I was about to major in economics, I was dating a guy and my parents were back together; No, I thought Beth would stay here and I left it there.

My Sister, Myself

My family was very unfortunate. My father left home when I was only three years old and my older sister Elizabethdied at only seventeen in an accident. One day, just after returning from school, my mother came to meet me with a curious object called Medallion. of Zulo. She explained to me how it worked: it could turn one person into another by touching their clothes.  My mother's wish was to be able to reunite with her daughter for a day and so she thought I could impersonate her. I accepted, she gave me one of her blouses and shortly afterwards I returned in the form of Elizabeth. As we had to wait 12 hours to use the medallion again, we decided that I would only become Elisabeth at weekends. Then we spend Saturday afternoons together doing mother-daughter activities such as cooking, having a beauty treatment or just watching a chick flick together. I was glad to see my mother smiling again but one day the unexpected happened. One Sunday evening I was in my room ready to take my body back, to go back to school the next morning but my mother came in all afraid and told me that the medalion had disappeared...