How, what, Why??1
The limbs tore at my dress and ripped into my legs. My arms did not nothing for coverage to my face as I pushed into the thicket and thorny brush about four times my height. I felt relieved, terrified, and exuberant at the same time. 2
Why am I so confused? I love him....right?!?! I'm just not ready to see him again...That is, if that was him.3
Not thinking and definitely not looking, my torso rammed into a thick limb. 4
Sprawled on the ground I felt everything...anger, happiness, pain... I was glad that no one could see me because if they did, they would've been so confused. I punched the earth, and laughed while crying tears of sadness. Like that I went to sleep and it was not like that I woke up as.....5
Without even opening my eyes I pushed the covers away, sat up and felt the ground with my feet for my slippers.6
God, what a bad dream. I stretched up then opened my eyes to the room I, myself created. It was shaded different hues of blues and slight hints of green. 7
Maybe it's time for new decor. Gosh, I gotta piss. 8
Finishing my business, I washed my hands, dried them and noticed the mirror to the medicine cabinet was open and closed it.9
In blood was wrote *I AM NEVER GONE!!*10
Screaming was the only thing I could do until someone grabbed me from behind and covered my mouth.11
The mirror did not reveal my attacher, it was as if I was fighting an invisible force. I could feel the gloves press harder and harder against the skin.12
How dare they enter my house and try to hurt me!?!13
Fury began to fill my heart, soul, and mind...releasing the monster we had so long ago created. 14
My back cramped then broke into 'its' form...one by one I could hear the threads that bound my night gown rip . My intruder's grasp began to weaken as I screamed in pleasure and pain because of the reshaping of my now snout and jaw.15
No longer were my eyes pale blue, but a blazing red. 16
No longer were my nails manicured and perfect, but bleeding at the cuticle as metallic-like razors forces it's way. 17
Human was no longer my friend and it took nothing to break free from my attacker and reel around to face them. But even my physical change could not have saved me from the mental shock I faced... I had turned around to face myself but not the eyes. 18
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Sorry this took so long. I hope whoever reads this enjoys it.
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