Transformation

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"Becky the principle would like to see you." professor Stan said.

"Um okay." I replied.

"Here she is." professor Stan said as he shoved me in this dark room.

"Ah yes Becky, you may be wondering why you are here. Am I right?" The principal asked me.

"As a matter of fact I am wondering that." I said.

"You are here for your injections." He said.

"Injections?! What injections?! What do you mean? WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO DO TO ME!?" I yelled.

"The injections will turn you into one of us." He said. "You don't cooperate in our system and don't think like us, so this is necessary."

"Why would I want to be any of you?" I asked.

"You came to this school to become one of us. We have been monitoring your thoughts and we know that you don't like killing so we are giving you a few injections to think properly." Um, proper thinking is I don't know, NOT WANTING TO KILL INNOCENT PEOPLE.

The doors closed the room became dark and I felt chains lock me to my chair.

"What's happening?!" I yelled in fear.

Suddenly I became dizzy and I blacked out.

"Where am I?" I asked

"You are home." The principal told me.

"I want to kill! Can I kill someone?" I asked.

Violent thoughts ran through my head. Killing seemed like so much fun!

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