You wake up groggily and realize you've torn the sheets... again. It used to be that you could stay human throughout the night, but recently you're having difficulty avoiding scaling out as soon as you fall asleep. Mainly it's the wing tips that are the problem. Your Mom has tried several different types of cloth but though at least they hold up well enough now that you don't lacerate your mattress every night you change the sheets are another matter. Maybe you'd be better on the floor?
Struggling out of the torn scraps you stumble to the window and peek out between the blinds. It's a bright morning, sunny and cheerful, but you don't feel like it. More and more you have to hide now. Who knows what people would do if they knew your dad was a dragon? I mean, if they even believed that!
Sighing you concentrated and with the familiar cracking and popping sounds your body shifts and shrinks slightly, becoming pinker and softer, till finally you look like a normal, American kid. Yeah, normal! Right! You wish you really could be normal. Heck you can fly and yet you can't risk taking wing for fear of what someone might do to you! Heaven alone knows what the government would do!
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