"Lauren! Lauren, you can't go running off around here. We moved for a reason- don't you give me that look! Young lady, I would ground you but this is the middle of nowhere- your room would be heaven. Sit down. On the porch, for christssakes!" my mom rubbed the bridge of her nose and sighed while I sat down on the porch. "get you hair out of your- oh, nevermind. I have a headache." mom mumbled an retreated. I stood and watched her walk away, before something caught my eye. A cat. I could feel my hyena start to craw her way to my skin, my long hair growing short and my short hair growing long. The bones in my arms and legs broke and changed, along with my face elongating. I giggled, it came out as a hyena's laugh- loud, short, repeating. I began to chase the cat.