"Emily!" a 16 year old girl yelled upstairs, holding a medium-sized box in her hands. "Come get your stupid package!" A few moments later, the 12 year old came bounding down the stairs, anxious to try out the gun she had ordered. Emily ran up to her older sister, Julie, and practically snatched the gun from her hands, before running back upstairs to her room again.
Emily closed her bedroom door and set the box on her bed. Taking her fingernail, she very carefully sliced through the tape on the outside of the box, then pulled the top flap back, revealing a small amount of packing peanuts. Digging towards the bottom, the 12 year old grasped something cold and metallic and slowly brought it out.
Emily smiled, thinking how much easier her life was going to be, after she used the Transformation Gun.
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Emily Johnson's life was...okay, she thought. I mean, her sister got most of the attention, since she was a cheerleader and a member of the softball team at her school. Still, Emily's life could be better.
She was one of the shortest girls in her class and her older sister always seemed to make her life as hard as possible. Of course, their parents didn't care anything about that; as long as Julie was happy, then they were happy. If was as if Emily's feelings didn't even matter.
One day, Emily saw an ad for the "Transformation Gun" in the newspaper and ripped it out. She paid the $50 and prayed that it wasn't a scam. Six to eight weeks later, the package arrived in the mail.
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"Oh, this is going to make life SO much easier now," Emily thought, as she looked down at the various controls on the gun.
Who does she try the gun on first?