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Daomi Cyrene Miller July 2nd, 2029 next morning
I jumped off my bed onto my paws, walking over to my mirror and staring at myself. I opened my mouth to talk, but the only thing that came out was small growls and whining.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through my body. It felt like my bones were rearranging themselves again, and I collapsed to the floor. The pain was intense, but it was over quickly. When I looked up, I saw my human reflection staring back at me from the mirror.
I tried to wrap my head around what had happened in the last 24 hours. Everything felt like a blur. I remembered the argument with my mom, the strange feeling that overcame me, and then... nothing made sense after that.
As I got ready for school, I kept replaying the events in my mind. How did I end up like this? Why could I hear a wolf's voice in my head now? I splashed some water on my face, hoping it would clear my thoughts, but the questions kept coming.
I headed downstairs, hoping to see my mom and maybe get some answers. But when I reached the kitchen, it was empty. She hadn't returned home. My heart sank a little, and the house felt eerily quiet. I grabbed a quick breakfast, my mind still racing, and tried to prepare myself for whatever the day had in store.
After finishing my breakfast, I decided to leave the house and walk to the bus stop. The morning air was cool, and the walk gave me a moment to clear my head. When I reached the bus stop, I sat on the bench, waiting for the bus to arrive. The stillness around me only amplified the questions swirling in my mind.
I took out my AirPods and put them in, hoping some music would help calm my nerves. As the first song started playing, I felt a bit more at ease, letting the rhythm and lyrics distract me from the chaos inside my head.
I sat at the bus stop, the music in my AirPods doing its best to distract me. But the bus was running late, and the extra five minutes felt like an eternity. My mind kept wandering back to the strange events of the past day.
Finally, the bus arrived, and I climbed on, finding an empty seat near the back. I settled in, hoping the ride to school would give me some time to think. Just as I was getting comfortable, my phone buzzed. It was a call from my best friend.
"Hey, why have you been ignoring me for the past few weeks? And why didn't you answer my calls?" she asked, her voice filled with concern and a hint of frustration.
I felt a pang of guilt. I hadn't realized how distant I'd become. "I'm so sorry," I replied, trying to find the right words. "Things have been really weird lately. I didn't mean to shut you out. Can we talk more at school?"
She sighed, but I could tell she understood. "Yeah, we'll talk. Just... don't disappear on me again, okay?"
"I won't," I promised, feeling a little better knowing I had someone to confide in. As the bus continued its journey, I leaned back and closed my eyes, trying to prepare myself for the day ahead.
