At the sound of my new voice, Mom came running. Seeing what I had become, she said, "Rhea? What's wrong, baby?"
"I-I'm not Rhea, Mom," I said. "I'm Clem."
"Clem?" She looked down the hall, where Rhea's room was. She probably saw Rhea coming out, because she suddenly believed me. "how did this happen?"
"I don't know," I replied. "I'd been dreaming of dogs, and, when I woke up, I had the face of a dog. Then, I wished I looked like a cute little girl instead, and I turned into this. Mom, what's happening to me?"
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