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The sound of the morning traffic woke me up. I stood, yawned and stretched, went to the mirror and froze. I couldn’t understand what faced me in the full length mirror. I rushed to the kitchen (which was closer to me than the bathroom), splashed some water on my face and came back to confirm what I saw earlier.

The image I saw was that of horror. I was ten years younger! Physically, at least. I tried to remember the events of the past years and they came rushing back. It was stupefying; I was trapped inside my seven year old body. What had happened?

Slowly, I went through events of the previous night. Nothing had happened, that was for sure. Well, not counting the fact that… Oh no! It couldn’t be. Please God, tell me this was my mind playing tricks on me. I dialed my best friend, Stan’s number. He picked up on the fifth ring.

“Hello,” he was still groggy from last night’s drinking spree.

“Hey Stan. It’s me Kelvin. Stan, I’m in some big shit.”

“Trouble?”

“Big shit means trouble, you dumb ass! How soon can you get here?”

“Ah… I’m not sure I can come to your place. I’ve got some things to tidy up.

“C’mon man, I really need your help,” I begged. This was really crazy. How can I sound like this when my body is seven?

Read more ➡️ https://www.thezenpens.com/2018/12/05/i-woke-up-ten-years-younger-a-short-story-by-somtoochukwu-benedict-ezioha/

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I saw the words were transformed to and seen as visions in my mind. Wish I could write out my thoughts just like this...I have so much to pen.

Sommypan:
The sound of the morning traffic woke me up. I stood, yawned and stretched, went to the mirror and froze. I couldn’t understand what faced me in the full length mirror. I rushed to the kitchen (which was closer to me than the bathroom), splashed some water on my face and came back to confirm what I saw earlier.

The image I saw was that of horror. I was ten years younger! Physically, at least. I tried to remember the events of the past years and they came rushing back. It was stupefying; I was trapped inside my seven year old body. What had happened?

Slowly, I went through events of the previous night. Nothing had happened, that was for sure. Well, not counting the fact that… Oh no! It couldn’t be. Please God, tell me this was my mind playing tricks on me. I dialed my best friend, Stan’s number. He picked up on the fifth ring.

“Hello,” he was still groggy from last night’s drinking spree.

“Hey Stan. It’s me Kelvin. Stan, I’m in some big shit.”

“Trouble?”

“Big shit means trouble, you dumb ass! How soon can you get here?”

“Ah… I’m not sure I can come to your place. I’ve got some things to tidy up.

“C’mon man, I really need your help,” I begged. This was really crazy. How can I sound like this when my body is seven?

Read more ➡️ https://www.thezenpens.com/2018/12/05/i-woke-up-ten-years-younger-a-short-story-by-somtoochukwu-benedict-ezioha/

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AVECDEO:
Impressive.
I saw the words were transformed to and seen as visions in my mind. Wish I could write out my thoughts just like this...I have so much to pen.