The feeling persisted and soon changed into a feeling of transformation. You knew this and told your mother was concerned for what your dream was about. You just hope that if you become a car, you don't end up killing someone like you did. At least, if you do, it would be someone who deserves it. You just went on with your day in hopes you become something useful.
"I hope so as well. If you do become a car, I'll make sure not to sell you and keep you as a collection car if such a thing comes up." Your mother said.
"I hope so as well. I wouldn't mind sitting around for years between use and being stared at over being sold or wrongfully killing someone." You said.
The day went by and you knew that this was going bad. It grew more and more to the point you couldn't take it anymore. You were ready for bed and you were hoping for things were going well. Unfotunately it wasn't and you began changing. Your mother came in to spend the night in your room due to what's going on. She stopped and knew that it was beginning. You were becoming...
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