Transformed

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“Get out of here!” my father screamed at me, his eyes filled with hate. “It’s all your fault!”
This was the fourth time this week. The fourth time that I was blamed for what happened to them. I ran out the door, made sure to slam it shut, and ran towards the lake. I tried to stay focused on on the sound of my feet hitting ground, but my brain was going crazy. Why me? Why, of all the people that my father could have transformed with, was he matched with a raging alcoholic? Why did my mother have to fail the procedure? Why was my sister gone? These questions pounded through my head as my feet pounded the ground, making their way closer to the only place I could relax.
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Hey guys, so, uh, this is a short story that I had to write for school but I actually had a lot of fun with this. So give it a read and let me know what you think. :)