The first couple of classes went by like normal: that is, nothing happened to me during those classes. Between second and third period, however, I had to go to the bathroom. I had held it in for as long as I could, but now my back teeth were floating. As I walked into the boys' room, I realized that the reason I hadn't gone before now was because I was scared of what I was going to find when I opened my pants.
Well, when I finally did, that stuff was just like it was before these weird things started happening, and I gave a bigger sigh of relief than usual. As I finished up and flushed, I said to myself, "Maybe it's finally stopped, and I can go back to normal." I zipped up my fly and went to wash my hands.
As I washed, I happened to glance at my reflection, and I froze.
My hair was growing.
In a matter of seconds, my hair went from short to shoulder-length, and all I could do was watch it happen.
When it stopped, I took a good look at my hands. I thought about all the things that had happened to me today. I looked at the shoes I was wearing, and finally recognized them as having been my older sister's.
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