[ WP ] Write about living in a body , but feeling like it is n't your body .

Stuck. Immobile. Paralyzed- no. Not paralyzed. I was moving. No. Not me. 
 
 My eyes opened. Blurry. My vision was blurry. I sat up. No. I was n't moving. This body was. I do n't know. I was disorientated. 
 
 All I knew was that I was n't in control of this body. I was just here for the ride. Stuck. In their body. Seeing through their eyes. 
 
 I grabbed my glasses. Better. I could see. 
 
 Why was I here. What happened. All I remember was talking to.. 
 
 I was standing up, opening the curtains. Beautiful weather. Big front lawn, full of green fresh grass, birds digging for worms. A young mother and her baby walk by. I can feel my face form a smile. 
 
 A cop. No..Detective. Detective Ben Schmitt. Yes, I remember now. 
 
 I started walking to the kitchen, pouring a glass of coffee. Black. Ugh, it was horridly strong. I wanted to spit it out as it was pouring down my throat. 
 
 I sit down at the table and start reading the paper. 
 
 Ben and I had been discussing. I remember having to sign papers. That was the last thing I rem- 
 
 What was this? A knock at the door. 
 
 I could feel the curiosity raise my eyebrow as if to ask `` at this hour in the morning?'' 
 
 I stand up, and walk to the door. Adrenaline started racing. 
 
 What was I signing papers for? 
 
 Sweat increased above my lip. My palms clammed up. 
 
 I did n't want to sign the papers. But I had to. Cuffs. I remember cuffs. Oh no. 
 
 I opened the door. I saw myself. *My* face. I was holding a gun. Pointed at me, or this body. I had cocky grin. 
 `` Bye-bye.'' 
 
 Innocent. I was innocent! This is n't me. I remember now! I remem- 
 
 *Bang* 
 
 
....... 
 
 `` Yea, she was sentenced to Life.'' Ben Schmitt took of his coffee. Decaf. 
 
 `` Life?'' His partner asked. `` I missed a lot this week. The mayor's dead, and we sentenced the murderer to the first Life sentence we've had ever since the first Visioner.'' 
 
 `` Yea, I do n't know.'' 
 
 `` What do you mean?'' 
 
 `` I mean, we did n't have any other evidence.'' 
 
 `` Other than seeing it through the Mayor's eyes?'' 
 
 `` Yea, but up in New York, they said they caught some Hackers.'' 
 
 `` Hacking in to the Point Of View System?'' 
 
 `` Yea, but we just take victims POV for strict evidence. It could have been tampered with. Now she sits in the cell living his last minutes through his eyes for Life.'' 
 
 His partner just shrugged. 
 
 `` Hey,'' Ben said. `` Just do n't go on vacation, again.'' 

