{POV: Essie} The adrenaline rush after performing with my best friends Bea and Elenor in a band never gets old. The crowd chants and a feeling builds up. Then, the sharp reminder that I'm back at school tomorrow stabs my heart, a spear poking through it I guess. I sink into a pose uncomfortable for most. While the twins celebrate, black feathers grow and a pain surrounds me. I shrink into a gigantic bird shape. A shadow bigger than a Jackdaw or a crow, smaller than an eagle. When I feel Bea rush over to me, I calm and the prossess undos. I hate it. I hate me. That's the truth.
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