While you reach out to grab her she screams "I wish I was you!"
A sweet taste in your mouth and the loose feeling of your hair being pulled are the next miscellaneous thoughts you take note of. You blink excessively from the image in front of you; your reflection, reaching out and almost touching you. It reels it's arm back and begins to examine itself and while you can't completely comprehend what is happening, a clack on the hardwood floor alerts you. You turn to your side to find the bag of sweets now fallen to the floor, apparent that it dropped from your hand. "This is..." You voice, a much distorted narrative echoing in your head.
You inhale deeply as you swivel your head to your assumed reflection. Looking itself over and standing to what feels like 3 feet taller than you. The strange feelings could be confusing you and you double check to see if you are in-fact standing but find a rather foreign but familiar outfit. You snap your hands to your face and groan in dislike of the feeling, the small nose and round face, the bangs tickling your knuckles...
Aware now of what happened you pounce yourself onto the floor to grab any of the candy from the bag...
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