Lisa approached her house and opened the front door with her house key and entered.
She heard some rummaging in the kitchen and decided to see who it was. It would either be her mom or her dad. She was fairly certain that it wasn't one of her friends.
Upon entering the kitchen, she saw that it was in fact her mom. She was grabbing something from the refrigerator. Once she got what she wanted, she turned around and screamed, dropping what she was holding in her hands onto the floor.
"What?" Lisa asked, almost hysterically.
"Who are you? How did you get in here?" her mom nearly screamed.
"Mom, what's wrong with you?"
"Mom? I'm not your mother. Now tell me how you got into this house, or I'm calling the cops!"
What the hell was wrong with her mom? Lisa backed out of the kitchen, trying to figure out what was going on. And that's when she caught a glimpse of herself in the hallway mirror. She nearly gasped at her reflection. It wasn't her face. No wonder her mother didn't recognize her. But how could this happen?
"Get out of my house!" her mom yelled at her.
Lisa was so shaken up by what happened that she did just that. She was so confused. What the hell was happening?
She approached one of the cars parked alongside the road and looked at her reflection in one of the windows. She still couldn't believe it, but she did actually look like someone else. She was still a girl and the same age, but she didn't look like herself. Instead, she looked like ...
