KashiusKlay150

Hello to anyone is reading this. I’m not so sure how to start this off so I’ll just get to the point because, for most, you probably wouldn’t believe me when I say this. I am a person with two bodies. Before you rush to assume what, I mean by that, let me explain. I am a Single individual who is living inside two distinct, and separate, bodies. Or I’m a single consciousness who controls two separate bodies. I am both Male and Female at the same time because I live inside a Male Body as well as a Female Body. I visually see from two separate bodies. I can do two separate things at once, yet I am One individual doing both things. To the outside world I can pass as two separate people because most people don’t know I’m a single individual, most who come across me think I’m a ‘married’ couple; oh, if they only knew the Truth. I imagine that is difficult for most people to understand. Heck, it was difficult for me to process and do things when it first happened to

The sun was high in the cloudless sky, bringing light and life down to a small suburban garden, and its temporary gardener. Marie was watching her parents' house while they were on summer vacation. She lived a few hours drive away, but loved the house and her parents' garden. She loved seeing the results of her work, how new things could grow out of something small. Marie walked towards the tool shed, but as she got there and pulled the door handle it wouldn't open. She pulled harder, believing it was stuck. She realized it was locked, and fished her cell phone out of her work pants to call her parents. The call went straight to voice mail. Frustrated, she searched the cupboard in the hallway where her mother kept her keys, then their room, the kitchen and so on. Having looked forward to gardening, she fished her phone back out of her pocket to call Colleen. She hesitated a little, but decided to call her. Colleen: Hey M, what's up? Marie: Hey Colly, guess who's locked out of the

The Next Day Breakfast was an uninvolved affair. A bowl of cereal for me, two for Bekah, with some strawberries she needed to get through before they went bad. Bekah held the bowl in one pair of hands and spoon fed the other like a mother feeding a child, and then periodically switched. “With most people I wouldn’t eat like this,” she told me as she fed another bite into her waiting mouth. “But you, I feel comfortable around.” I smiled into my bowl and finished my cereal while she started on her second. With the body that was feeding the other, she started talking about work. “I told you about Jonathan, right?” I nodded, and went back into the bedroom. “From sales, yeah.” I called, getting dressed from my open suitcase. “I think I’ll ask him if he wants to get drinks today.” I was surprised, and if I’m being honest, a little disappointed. But of course I bit my tongues. “And how does he feel about being outnumbered two to one?” I asked as I dug through my clothes. No answer. I