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Shift, switch. Jodie arrived out front to find herself standing in the kitchen, next to an apple that someone had obviously started cutting. ‘Gross,’ she said to herself, before leaving the offending fruit on the cutting board to invariably go brown and grabbing the Pepsi Max out the fridge.

She then hunted in the pantry and was rewarded by finding a bag of chips she had hidden there earlier in the week. “Score!” she said out loud, and plonked herself down in front of the TV, happily munching on the chips. Life was good when you have a bag of chips and the TV all to yourself.

For all intents and purposes an outsider would look and see a woman in her mid-forties tucking into a bag of chips with great gusto. Yet, despite the outward appearance, it was actually a 14 year old sitting there, thinking and acting like a typical 14 year old.

Jodie was used to hearing the constant chatter from within, after all it was all she had ever known. And apart from the crying which sometimes cropped up, she liked it. She never felt alone and she knew the others had her back. Besides her BFF Josephine was always around for her to talk to.

Life was good, Jodie smiled, shoving another handful of chips into her mouth. She flicked through the online TV guide, and, upon finding out that 16 and Pregnant was about to start, she gave a little squeal of delight. Yep, life was good.