The next morning, you woke up feeling terrible. Your head spun and pounded, it was hard to breath, and you found yourself coughing, revealing you had a very soar throat. "Oh, man!" you thought. "I knew I should have taken an umbrella to school yesterday! Now I got a cold!"
You coughed again, sending waves of pain into your throat, unaware of what was happening around you until you let out a loud sneeze. Your covers flew off of you and you looked to see that you were wearing a pink nightgown. A scream echoed from your soar throat and you looked closer yo find that the bed you were in seemed much larger.
"What... What's going on!?" you asked, panicking. you screamed again. "My voice!"
You sneezed again and a mirror appear in front of you, making you scream again. Looking at the mirror, your startled look turned to horror as you did not see yourself but a little girl, around the age of ten. It was then that you screamed louder and sneezed again, causing the mirror to vanish and your walls to turn pink! "Mom!"
Just down the hall, mom smiled, hearing your last scream. "It seems as if my little girl has woken up." she whispered. she sighed. "I guess I should speak to her.
Mom entered the room but her smile instantly vanished when she saw your room, now suited for a little girl, something she did not do. It was only her intention to prove she was telling the truth. Then she heard you sneeze and saw a doll materialize in your hands, forcing another scream. Seeing this, mom sighed. "The magical flu." she whispered, shaking her head, sadly. "Not the best way to introduced to magic."
She turned to see Hayley, who also saw your room and frowned. "Going a bit too far, mom?" she asked.
Mom shook her head. "John caught the magical flu." she whispered. "Had I known he had a bad cold coming on, I would not have done this to him." she sighed. "We'll have to quarantine 'her' until it passes. I'll have a talk with her."
Hayley looked at you sadly then nodded at mom before leaving as mom closed the door. You sneezed and coughed, sending a splash of cold water onto yourself, increasing your misery. You moaned then spotted mom who gave you a sad smile. "Why?" you asked, miserably. "Just because I didn't believe you?"
"I turned you into a little girl." mom admitted. "Only I had nothing to do with your bad cold." she sat down onto the now wet bed and touched your forehead, it was very warm. "If I had known you were coming down with one, I would not have done this at all."
"What's happening to me, then?" you asked, shivering from the cold water that had soaked you.
"You have what we call the magical flu." said mom, avoiding calling you a girl's name for now. "When and inexperienced witch catches the flu, her power flies everywhere at random, effecting them and any inexperienced witch or person who happens to be around them."
"I... I'm a witch too?" you asked, confused.
"All the girls in this family are witches." said mom, gently. "I explained that. Now that you are a girl now, you too are a witch but this flu is causing you misery, I'm so sorry."
You sneezed, sending a blast of heat onto you, drying you and the bed but making you feel even more miserable as now you were too hot and began to seat badly. "How long does this go on?" you asked, now crying.
Mom winced. "For as long as you have the flu." she replied to your further tears. she hugged you. "It will pass, Hayley and I will help you all we can."
She then got up to leave. "Wait!" you called. "Where are you going!?"
"To make you some soup." said mom. "You are not going anywhere with that cold."
With that, she left the room, closing the door.
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