The liquid is cold and I feel a tingling sensation. It's just blank space in my mind right now, I know I am a human but, who am I. I sense that I have male anatomy but it's slowly shifting out and turning in on its. I feel hair start to trickle down my body and it reaches my waist, it's nice and soft. I feel breasts grow on my body, I think they are C cup and firm. My stomach is flat and I feel strong abdominal muscles there. Now my male reproductive organs are female and I feel as if I have been a girl my entire life.
Then I feel something hit me hard, thoughts and memories start to fill my head. My name is Gabrielle Gaymes but most people call me Gabby and I am 18 years old, my father is Kevin Gaymes and my mother's name is Jill Taylor-Gaymes and I am the sole heir to a one hundred million dollar fortune. I graduated from Loville Garmen Academy, I was valedictorian and captain of the volleyball team, I excelled in math and sciences and I hope to become a doctor someday. I was driving home from the free clinic I volunteer at when someone hit me, wait I am in some type of tube. Am I on some type of weird life support, no wait, I am a clone, a clone of Gabby, oh lord I now remember dying, well the original dying, I am a replacment. The real Gabby was stuck on life support and had no way of living a life without pain, I am the continuation point of her life. I feel the fluid drain from the chamber and once I come out I start to hyperventilate. The team has to give me some type of sedative and I am calm down.
Once I have calmed down, I take a moment to look at my naked self in the mirror, I am a pretty! I am 6’1” with long dark brown hair, hazel eyes, blemish-free skin, tight toned stomach, and wide hips. As I am examining my body, the door to the room opens and I see my mother and father. I run to them and hug them both. Even though I am not their original daughter, I feel so much love for them. I can hear both of them start to cry and I hug them more. We take a seat in the chairs provided to us and we talk.
”So Mom and Dad, I know I am not the real Gabby but I want you to know that I remember everything including the car crash, and I just want to say thank you!”
”My God, Gabby, we love you so much! Your mother and I were so saddened with your death, that damn drunk driver, took you away from us! You had your whole future ahead of you.”
”Your father is right, we tried to move on but we just couldn't, we heard about Multiplicity Inc. and that's when we cut off your life support and saved your body for samples.”
”But mom it wasn't me on life support it was the original Gabby. I am the clone.”
”Don't say that, don't think of yourself as some cheap clone, you are our daughter and we love you!” My mother says before hugging me again
After 15 minutes of crying from all of us, I get changed into the clothes mom and dad brought for me. We then thank the team at Multiplicity Inc. for the new lease they have given me in life.