I'm ready to join my family for Christmas Eve dinner and I can't help but think about how I've spent the last year.I have often been accused of lacking empathy and of putting myself first,but I just thought they were jealous of my success. On the contrary, my sister was the opposite of me. She was a veterinarian and did volunteer work in her free time. The triggering event was last Christmas Eve, when she wanted me to go with her to volunteer at the soup kitchen but I refused. On Christmas morning, I discovered that I was not only at her house, but in her body too. She explained to me what had happened: when I refused to help her, she activated a spell that switched our bodies and would last exactly one year. During this time, she took care of my business while I was away on a volunteering mission around the world. She had decided to teach me a lesson, and there was nothing I could do about it. Although it was difficult to adapt to a new body and lifestyle, I finally got used to it. I certainly can't deny that discovering sex as a woman was enjoyable. Unfortunately, after one of my one-night stands, I discovered that I was pregnant. I could have had an abortion, but my sister had taught me the value of altruism, and so I decided not to. Despite the fact that we were in regular text communication, I decided to keep this fact a secret from her. When we return to our regular bodies this year, she will receive an extraordinary Christmas present.
