It was an unseasonably warm day for this time of year where I live, so I was wearing a black top that showed off my midriff, and a pair of blue jeans. I was walking down the street when I noticed a crowd of people gathered. I decided to take a closer look. When I got closer, I saw that they were all watching a street magician perform. Behind him was a large box covered in a red cloth, and next to him was a small table with an arm chopper illusion set up on top of it.

    "Can I have a volunteer from the audience?" The magician asked.

    I and several other people raised their hands. The magician pointed to me and said, "You in the black top, could you please come up here and help me?" I walked over and stood next to him.

    "What's your name?" He asked.

    "Carlie." I replied.

    "And have we ever met before?" He asked me.

    "No, sir." I replied

    The magican pointed to the arm chopper and asked, "Carlie, can please put your arm through this hole?"

    I put my right arm through the hole, and the magician sliced through my forearm with the blade, and my severed forearm landed on the table. The audience gasped as the magician held up my severed arm. I was able to still wiggle my fingers on that hand. The magician had me walk toward the audience so that they could see my new stump. Several of them touched it and saw the thin layer of skin that had formed. We walked back over to where we were standing before and the magician reattached my arm. The audience applauded.

    "Carlie, you did such a great job helping me with that trick, why don't you help me with the next one?" The magician asked.

    "I'd love too." I replied, secretly hoping it would involve more dismemberment.

    The magician removed the cloth from the box, revealing a blue thin model sawing box. This one had handles on the sides for some reason. The magician asked me to remove my shoes and lie down in the box, which I did. He put a stock over my ankles, and another over my neck and wrists. He then closed the lids of the box. He grabbed a handsaw and started sawing me in half. I felt a little bit of pain as the saw's teeth started tearing into my bare flesh, but it felt better the deeper the saw went into me. He sawed through my spine and the saw came out my back. He then placed a couple of blades through the box and my waist. He then opened the sides of the boxes so that the audience could see my body, and then pulled my halves apart. The audience applauded, but the magician wasn't done. He lifted up the box containing my top half so that the blade was resting flat against the table. He then opened the lid so that people could see my top half. He also opened the back of the box so that people could see through it. He then did the same with my lower half so that my feet were sticking straight up in the air. He invited the audinence to examine me and see that I had really been sawn in half. Many of them tickled my feet.

    "Well, I think it's time to put our young volunteer back together." The magician said.

    The magician closed the lids on the box containing my top half, and put it back down in place. He then closed the lids on the box containing my lower half, but he put it back down with the back of the box facing up, so that my toes were pointed down instead of up like they were supposed to be. He put the halves back together and removed the blades. He then opened the lids, removed the stocks, and helped me out of the box. When I looked down, I saw that my lower half was on backwards. I was about to object when the magician grabbed the cloth that had covered the sawing box, and held it up in front of me. When he let it back down, I had disappeared.

    "Well, good night, everyone." The magician said to a round of applause.

     The next thing I knew, I was surrounded by smoke. When it cleared, I was standing in my bedroom, coughing. I looked down and saw that my lower half was still backwards. I quickly got undressed, so that I could see what I looked like naked. As I stood in front of the mirror, I thought to myself, "This is incredible."

    I laid down in my bed on my back. I felt my butt that was now in front instead of back. I bent my knees and was able to look straight at the soles of my feet.

    I wasn't worried about my situation. I know how to saw myself in half and can put my lower half back on correctly whenever I want to, but not right now. I'm going to enjoy this.

     The end.