WARNING: This story contains blood, violence, and strong language. Reader discretion is advised.

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Published on: March 20th, 2020

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I woke up on a nice sunny day. It was the weekend, so I had freedom on what I wanted to do, since I (obviously) have no school today. That meant I could either play Roblox all day, take a walk outside, watch YouTube videos, whatever I could think of; all kinds of stuff. Spring was just and I mean just getting started; like spring just started yesterday type of just. The dreadful dead of winter has finally passed and now has been put into the rearview mirror.

You know what that means right?

The flowers will start to bloom after the three months of freezing cold winter.

The trees will start to leave hibernation and regrow their leaves.

The bees will start to do their job of pollinating plants.

The winter snow will finally melt (but this year we didn't have any snow for some odd reason; we only got rain), which means you can now see the beautiful green grass instead of dead white snow.

The climate will start to get warmer; which will be more likely to encourage you to get outside and obtain some fresh oxygen.

The days will start to become longer every day until the summer solstice.

Those annoying bugs will start to bug you again. (Pun intended) How? By buzzing belligerently into your ear constantly.

The weather/climate will start to be suitable for swimming!!! (Well, soon)

Summer is only three months away.

You won't need to wear your robust jacket/coat as often if not anymore.

Winter clothes start going into the attic.

It will start to rain more often. (April showers bring May flowers!)

Pollen will start to exist again. (Allergies oh my!)

AC season starts soon. (How else are you supposed to cool off? The ice bucket challenge?!)

Easter. Of course. (Or is it called Wester? I'm sorry)

Only a few more months until school ends. (Shocker)

Back to what I want to do today.

Wait a minute...

Turns out I have no clue what I want to do today.

No clue.

None.

What to do? What to do...

It was like 9:50 in the morning, so I decided that it would be recommended that I have breakfast. I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast when I saw my mom making me some pancakes. I couldn't resist smiling at the fact that my mom was doing something to make my day start off well.

"Good morning mom." I greeted my mom.

"Good morning." Mom said.

"Thank you for making me pancakes," I said with a smile on my face.

"You're welcome." Mom replied, smiling back.

Once she was done making me the pancakes, I put syrup on them and ate. I thought to myself that since she has made me something special, I figured today would be an amazing day, despite me having lilliputian to no idea on what I should do today. Once I was finished, I put the dirty dishes in the dishwasher and went to my room to ponder on what I should do today.

After some time of pondering, I decided to play Roblox for a while until it gets a little warmer today since mornings are cold, because since there's no energy coming from the sun at night, it gets cold, and at noon the sun is at its maximum angle so the energy from the sun is more direct. I know, my little spiel about the sun's energy was probably a little unnecessary, but I wanted to get my plan across. So, basically speaking, I would play my game until around noon.

Many hours later...

It's now 12:30 PM, and I'm still playing Roblox, currently unaware of the time. While I was playing, something in me for some reason just said "I've had enough; I'm not playing anymore" and I suddenly lost the will to keep playing. Besides, it was thirty past twelve.

Time for some fresh air.

I exited my Roblox client and went out of my room to tell mom that I was going to go for a walk outside in town to get some fresh air. She told me it was ok with her and to be careful. So I got my shoes on and went outside. The moment I opened my front door, a nice, warm breeze greeted me. Today wasn't a cold day at all; it felt great.

Today was the perfect day for a walk!

I headed into town and was surprised that few people were out on this beautiful day. I felt the sun's warm rays upon me. I couldn't wait for the trees to fully grow their leaves. I'm absolutely tired of seeing leafless trees; it made the atmosphere of any place very dull and like something out of a horror / suspenseful movie. For three months I had to deal with them, it's been too long since I last saw the greens of spring and summer. I then started to think about what the summer of 2020 would be like for me.

I miss summer.

While I was thinking about the upcoming summer, I suddenly felt something hit my back hard like as if someone punched me, followed by a shooting pain, which made me let out a loud and swift gasp. I swiftly turned around to see who had the absolute nerve to assault a minor, but no one was there. I was confused. I felt my back and felt something long with a soft top on it. I pulled it out, which caused more pain, which also made me yelp loudly. I looked to see what the object I just pulled out was.

It was a fucking blow dart.

My heart sunk harshly. I almost passed out from the utter shock and fear I was in.

Some idiot just tried to possibly either kill me or make me lose consciousness and then kidnap me.

Only god knows.

What's even more unfortunate is that my hometown has an extremely lilliputian/low crime rate. Crime never happens here, and I am a very unlucky person today.

What was a day with the best start possible now has been interrupted with me being a victim and in serious danger. I tried to stay calm in this very scary situation by slowly breathing in and out. Anything can happen without warning and could spiral out of control. I called 911 and told them everything that had happened. I then called my mom and told her everything that had happened and where I was in town. When she heard this, she was obviously very upset by this.

A few minutes later, a few police cars and an ambulance arrived at my location, followed by my mom arriving a few seconds later. She rushed towards me and hugged me tightly whilst crying her eyes out wondering profusely if I was ok. I gave one of the police officers the blow dart I pulled out of my back so they can investigate it. The paramedics put me on a stretcher, put me in the ambulance, and rushed me to the hospital.

Later...

Once we arrived at the hospital, the paramedics pushed the stretcher to one of the hospital rooms. Then a few moments later they started doing tests on me. They located the injection site, and rubbed a cotton swab on the injection site, and later drew some blood so they could test me to see if I was in any danger of dying or anything. My mom was holding my hand. I already know through her tear-filled eyes that she most likely wanted to track down the person who blow darted me and beat the ever-living daylight out of them. I was pretty furious inside, too; I also wanted to find whoever blow darted me and sock them straight in their gut. It then left me thinking...

Who on planet fricking Earth could be so doltish and commit such an awful crime? What goes on in their minds whilst they are committing a crime in the first place?

I don't freaking understand.

This whole situation made me feel as if time was slowly slowing down. Seconds started to feel like hours. Minutes started to feel like millennia. My mom desperately waited for the results to come in. She was worried sick about my safety and well-being. I prayed the results weren't anything serious if not deadly or fatal and that the whole blow darting incident was just some kind of prank that was pulled just to incite panic.

"How could someone be so doltish and do such a thing like this?" I asked my mom.

"There are sick, twisted and messed up people out there." Mom replied, sniffling a little.

After what felt like forever, the doctors came in to tell us about the results. My mom prayed it wasn't anything serious. I was nervous as hell. If I had a tail, it would be furiously tapping my hospital bed right now.

The doctors said that there was nothing life-threatening detected. My mom and I both let out a sigh of relief. A massive weight has finally been removed from our shoulders.

"Mom, I'm so sorry about what happened. I should've never gone outside." I told mom quietly.

"Don't be. It's not your fault that this happened." Mom said as she continued to hold my hand.

The doctors then told us that if I ever felt anything out of the norm to call them. We were then discharged from the hospital about five minutes later. We went home.

Once we arrived at home, we went inside and decided to not go out anywhere for a few days because of what happened. My mom hugged me and was proud of me for my brave actions. The whole blow darting incident made a great day turn into a frightening and traumatizing nightmare and also made me feel exhausted and wanting to just sleep for the entirety of today. I had absolutely no energy left in my body; I felt as if I was going to freaking pass out. I went into my room, put on some comfy clothes, went to bed, curled up in a ball, and slept.

Later that day...

I woke up, still deprived of energy. It was now dark outside and was softly raining. I felt hungry, so I sleepily went to the kitchen to get myself something to eat. I noticed my mom left me a plate that she cooked for dinner. I just slowly and blankly ate it. Once I was finished, I put the dirty dish in the dishwasher, and slowly went back to my room to sleep once again. I didn't have any out-of-the-norm feelings or anything like that since the incident, so I considered that was one good thing that happened out of that whole situation. I figured that it was only a prank deliberately planned and executed to traumatize an unsuspecting victim and terrify them for days if not weeks on end, making them wonder hopelessly and endlessly if something bad will happen to them or not. I will most likely one day find out who did it.

One week later...

It's been over a week since the blow darting incident, and my mom and I have finally moved on from the whole ordeal. I haven't felt any out-of-the-norm feelings so far, which is quite surprising to me, but that's a good thing; I consider myself extremely lucky that nothing bad happened to me so far.

It was 7:50 PM and today my mom is getting ready to go out to a concert tonight. She told me to be careful (of course) and to call my grandma if I need anything or if anything happens since she won't be home until two in the morning. She also told me to be ready for bed at ten-thirty and to stay up no later than eleven o'clock. After she was done getting ready, she hugged and kissed me goodbye, and headed out.

Once she left, I didn't know what to do to keep myself busy. I seriously didn't.

I dunno, Roblox?

Ugh. I'm starting to play too much Roblox.

I better start playing something else.

What about Minecraft?

I haven't played Minecraft in a while.

Frick it, I'm playing Minecraft.

Why?

Because I had nothing else to do lol.

So I did. I played Minecraft for a while until I either got bored and thought of something else to do or until I got tired or until bedtime comes around.

A few hours later...

It's now 10:30 PM, and I'm now getting ready for my 11:00 PM bedtime. I brushed my teeth, got my bedtime clothes on, and plugged in my phone to charge. I then turned off my bedroom light, making my room become very dark. I was about to go to bed and close my eyes to sleep the night away, but then for some odd reason, I decided to open my blinds.

So I did.

I opened my blinds, and the moment I opened them, a beautiful full moon came upon my eyes, and the light from the moon made my room become slightly less dim. I was mesmerized by how bright and beautiful the moon was. I just sat there on my bedroom floor, mindlessly staring at the moon like a deer in headlights. I then started having a mysterious feeling in my body, which felt kinda strange if you ask me.

Suddenly, I felt something happen to my hands.

Black fur abruptly started to sprout all over my hands, which made my hands feel a bit itchy, black paw pads started forming on the palms of my hands, my nails became longer and sharper into razor-sharp retractable claws, which were sharp enough to easily slice someone's skin open in one swipe, my thumbs moved up to my wrists and shrunk, making them become useless dewclaws, and my fingers became shorter and stubbier into the digits of an animal paw.

I looked at my hands, and my heart sunk. Thanks to my room being dimly lit by the moon, I could see what my hands have become. My hands have become... paws? The black fur then started to spread up my arms slowly. I then realized what was happening.

"Oh no! I-I'm becoming a werewolf!!!" I said frantically. I was so scared at the possibility of me becoming a mindless, uncontrollable human-eating monster powered by some silvery-white object in the sky.

I then felt something happening at my tailbone, like something was growing. It started to hurt a little bit. I wasn't a hundred percent certain what it was that was growing, but I took off my pants because I knew what it probably was. I felt it grow at a slow and steady pace. I suddenly felt it start to move, which made me yelp loudly in surprise. I then felt it wiggle its way out of my underwear. Then I saw something move out of the corner of my eye. I turned around to see what it was, and I then saw something long and black.

A tail?!