It’s hard to believe that a month ago I was one of the richest men on the planet, and now I’m making a little over minimum wage stocking shelves at a discount store.
It was all because of the Great Shift. After that flash of light, I found myself in Maria’s body here. The government was quick to set up programs to help prove who people really were, but I didn’t know any of the stuff needed to prove my identity. I had never bothered to learn most of my personal info; I always had other people do it for me. But now? Well, I’m on my own, I guess, living Maria’s life.
The weirdest part? I’m not all that unhappy. I miss my wealth, but Maria doesn’t have it all that bad. She’s got good friends and family who support her...er, me -- even if they could instantly tell I wasn’t her, simply by how well they knew her. I don’t mind any of it at all!
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