"Jim," Sharon said with a pain in her soul, "I'm really a parasite."
Jim smiled and started to laugh, thinking this was one of Sharon's little mind games. "Sure, right, you're a parasite. Are you going to infect me?"
"I'm serious, Jim," Sharon said, "And I'm not really Sharon. The girl you know as Sharon is really me. Six years ago when Sharon was at the science museum exhibit on parasitic organisms, I invaded her body and began leeching off of it. Her mind has been dormant ever since; I'm in control of her body. I took over her identity; her life. Not long after I took over her I met you, and you've shown me love and friendship, two concepts that did not exist to me before."
Jim continued chuckling, still believing this was all a joke. "OK, parasitic organism. Take me to your leader!"
"You still don't get it," she said, "I guess you're going to need proof." and with that Sharon stood up in the tub, revealing her body to Jim. Jim, never one to turn down a free show, sat back in the tub and watched to see what Sharon would do next.
All throughout the house there echoed a bloodcurdling scream, followed by the sound of a naked, wet Jim leaping from the tub and running to the other end of Sharon's house. "My god," he cried, "That was horrible!"
"Wait, come back!" the parasite-in-Sharon called as she ran from the bathroom. Whatever she had done to convince Jim, it must have been horrifying! Sharon reached the door to the room that Jim had barracaded himself in. "Please, come out, it's important!" she called.
"Why?" Jim called back, "So you can infect me too? I saw that... thing... reach out from your... eeeew!"
"No, I'd never hurt you. But it's important that you come out because..."
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