I wanted revenge more than ever. I was not me, I was now her; the person I had created. My hair which was previously brown turned black and was very long, my eye colour now hazel, the scars on my face given to me by my mother now vanished, my eyelashes were also long, my fingernails were long polished black, nose pointed, lips thin and pursed, and encrypt in it were a nice set of teeth, perfectly white. I couldn't think about love, I didn't even know the word existed. I opened my eyes, a lady dressed in blue screamed "she's alive". The doctor ran some tests on me and concluded I was fine. He also told me that I had been unconscious for 6 months but they had hope and didn't confirm me dead for some strange reasons; firstly, I was breathing but my heart wasn't beating and secondly, my body was changing. I stood up to a mirror and noticed, my hair was longer, black, everything I dreamt of was real. I was beautiful, I couldn't even recognize myself. I looked closer at my left eye, it looked like a stone, rough but red, that was the only thing that wasn't perfect. The doctor approached me and gave me a letter, it read;
From: Madison
"Sorry I had to leave, I'd to go to college at Florida. Wish you fast recovery, here's my new phone number +18504940926, call me anytime."
I smirked, squeezed the paper and threw it in the bin and said "I'm back".
So there you have it, how I became me, though I have some missions and I guess you have some inklings.
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Vanderson
Teen FictionOnce a calm, nice girl, hated by her mother, she does everything possible to stay out of her mother's trouble but she walks into it KNOWINGLY.......Now a new being is created, unleashed wanting revenge at all cost, also not wanting anything or anybo...
