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We got off the plane around midnight, grabbed my bags, and went to a hotel by the beach. I got all checked in and they took me to a pretty nice suite, the one the hotel recommended to me. I tipped the bag boy and let Miso down onto the floor. When we entered into the suite there was a big living room that kinda sunk into the floor. Inside the sunken floor was a couch, a coffee table, and a TV. The room to the right was a kitchenette type thing, and to the left was a large bedroom. If you went straight there was a big balcony. There were only a few rooms above me, and a beach within walking distance.

I felt kinda grimy so I went into the bathroom connected to the bedroom and washed off in the sink. The water never seemed to get warm enough, no matter how high I turned it up, so I just cut it and dried myself off. I remember catching a glimpse of myself in the mirror, and feeling like I didn't know who was looking back at me. I touched my face gently, running my hands over my eyes, my horns, and my mouth, knowing they were mine, but not being able to recognize them when I looked at myself. I shook myself out of it and decided I must just be hungry, so I went into the kitchen to see if there was anything worthwhile in the fridge. There was a wide selection of alcohol, a couple other drinks like water and coffee, and a few bags and bars of chocolates. In a cabinet next to the fridge there were various chips and energy bars, as well as some individual bowls of cereal, which made me question whether or not they thought I'd eat the cereal dry, with coffee, or with vodka. I decided it wasn't important, and I'd see if there was anything better in their little store in the lobby.

I threw on my sweater and headed downstairs and into the lobby. There weren't any baskets so used my sweater and just started grabbing. I purchased my items and went back upstairs. I entered my room and headed to the couch, pouring out my items for Miso to see. She hopped up onto the couch and immediately found her treats. I opened them and the catnip and let her have fun with them. Next up was my stuff, so I headed back to the bathroom and turned my music up loud. I grabbed a large section of my hair and cut it above my shoulders. I felt high almost, scared, and exhilarated all at the same while I hacked away at my auburn locks. My hair had never been that short before, and I decided I liked it. I styled it and evened out the edges as best I could, looking at the mounds of hair on the floor. My mother used to tell me I looked like a princess with my hair down to my hips, and I wondered what she'd say now.

Next I grabbed the clippers, and cut off one of my horns. I cut it too close and it started bleeding, but I was prepared, cleaning and bandaging it before moving on to the others. I finished it all just before three in the morning, and my crown of horns was no more. Now I just had five bloody stumps that would heal and could be hidden. I went onto the balcony, and looked down over the edge, the cool breeze making me feel wide awake. I felt lonely, scared, free, cold, confused, and anxious. Most of all though, I felt happy. I had never been left alone for this long before, and I wasn't about to waste it all on bodily mutilation. I looked down, then I checked the balcony and made sure Miso was inside before shutting the door. I jumped up onto the railing and yelled. My voice rang out for minuets before I felt all of my air leave me, and I fell.

I knew how long I could wait and fall before having to open my wings, but I wanted to know what would happen if I didn't stop myself, and just jumped into the ground. I wanted to hit it, hard. I straightened my body out, made a fist, and hit the dirt. It hurt, but it wasn't the worst pain I'd ever felt, and I made a crater about two meters in diameter underneath myself, so that was cool. A few people screamed around me, and I assured them that everything was fine, and they hurried off, avoiding me completely. The waves crashed on the shore in front of me, drawing my attention and holding it hostage. The need to be in it was overwhelming, so I fulfilled it, jumping in and wincing at the pain in my horns. I swam and floated in the water until the sun came up, and only left once people started coming around and being loud.