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The Beginning Of The End
Rose
My face is inflamed, and my eyes feel as if they might sink inside my skull. The pain I experience consumes me. The good doctor has ensured that my change is irreversible, and there’s a good chance I’ll never change back. I don’t know how to control it when I begin to shift. It surpasses the feeling I had when I thought I was going to die in that dank-ass alley after the bar fight. That night was brutal but because I know the truth now, nothing will ever be the same. When my hands go to my face, they come away with blood and skin. My jawbone cracks at the same time my chest caves in on itself, taking me to my knees. I try and distract myself from the pain, but it’s pointless. My mind goes blank, and fear takes over as fire spreads through my limbs. I fee
