Chapter Two

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When I woke the next morning, I felt different like I wasn't myself. Even as I looked into the mirror my eyes, hair and skin looked different. I didn't know what was going on with me.

I'm thinking about what happened in school yesterday when I bite into that kid neck who I got the fighting with, all these changes. Has me sad. I don't know what become of me. Still, my friends aren't talking to me that still makes me angry because I don't know what I have done to them.

Hopefully, if I apologize today in school, they'll forgive me for what I did.




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