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Hey, my name is Alexander, but you can call me Alex and I'm not your "normal" 16 year old boy. Let me explain...It started out like any other Friday afternoon, I was on the computer watching some videos on YouTube. That is until my older sister Samantha, came down the stairs. When she saw me on the computer she said

"Is your room clean?" Now you may be wondering why she of all people would ask this. Well she was 18, and technically my guardian since our parents died on a ski trip when we were young. Now back to the story. "Yeah," I said absentmindedly. "No it isn't. I was just up there." she said sounding annoyed. "So?" I replied. "I want you to clean your room." She said in the same annoyed tone. "No, I don't want to right now, I'm busy." I said. "Go clean your room!" she said louder. "No!" I told her "Just do it!" She yelled at me. "Your not Mom!" I yelled back. These words momentarily stunned her, and I took the opportunity to storm out of the house. These outbursts happened very rarely but they always led to me leaving for a few hours and coming home after I had calmed down, usually around dinner time. Anyways I was walking down the street headed to the library, my usual "calm down" place. I turned a corner and saw a man on his hands and knees picking up various scattered papers and trying to shove them into a ragged looking suitcase. Being the nice guy I was, I ran up and bent down to help him. After all the stray papers were securely enclosed in the case, we both stood up. "Thank you very much." he said kindly. "No problem." I replied. He eyed me quickly before saying "Ya know what? You'd be perfect for my act!" "What?" I said confounded. "Oh! I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself first. I'm Mr. Parkinson-Smith, you can call me Bob. I run a dog circus just out of town." He said "Name's Alex. What kinda act is it?" "just the usual dog doing tricks kind, I need someone to run the dogs through the tricks. I'll even pay you." Bob explained "How much?" I asked "As much as you want!" He said. "Really!" I asked. "Yep" At this point I thought I was dreaming. Not only was I being offered a job, something I had been after for weeks, but this man was willing to pay me any amount of money for my services. "You in!" He asked hopefully "Um... sure" "Then come with me." As he said this he started walking down the road. I paused momentarily to check my watch, it read: 4:45. "Wait!" I called. Bob turned around and said. "Yes." "I need to call my sister to tell her I'll be a little late." "You don't need to do that." "Yes I do she'll be worried if I don't." "Fine" Bob said in a annoyed tone "Here." He said as he tossed me a quarter. Luckily there was a pay phone ahead. I picked up the receiver, put the coin in and dialed the number. It rang twice before my sister picked up "Hello" Samantha's voice rang through the ear piece. "Hey its me." I said "Oh, where are you?" "At a pay phone...listen, I'm sorry about before, but I've got some good news!" "What is it?" My sister asked "I think I may of found a job!" "Where?" "At a dog circus place!" "That's great Alex!" My sister said happily "I'll probably be a little late for dinner though." I told her. "Okay" "Good-bye." I said. "Bye." My sister hung up. I turned to Bob and said "Okay lets go" "Finally" he replied. We continued walking until we got to a bus station. Bob then told me we had to take a bus to get there. When it arrived we walked up the steps and I collapsed into a seat. >)}+{(< "Hey Alex wake up" I heard Bob's voice break through my sub-conscience. I opened my eyes and found Bob staring at me. I guess I had fallen asleep. "Come on, this is our stop" I got up out of my seat and followed Bob off the bus. We walked a little distance through the country side and came upon a large round stadium like building. Above the entrance was a colourful sign that read: PARKINSON-SMITH FAMILY DOG CIRCUS. I stared in awe at the sign and thought of how I would be working here. "Well what do ya think?" "It's pretty impressive" I remarked. "Why thank you" Bob replied proudly. we stepped past the small ticket booth and through automated doors into a room that was obviously the main room, in the center was a large stage and lining the wall were rows of bleachers separated from the center ring by a barrier. at the other end there was a path cutting through the seats leading into another room where I assumed they kept the props. We walked across the room and down said path into a long hall way. We stopped at the last door on the right. Bob looked through his pockets and took out a small key which he used to open the door. Against the back wall were two large cages each with a medium sized mirror. Along the side walls were various boxes and a large freezer. When we entered this room I noticed that one of the cages had a large dog in it, the most beautiful dog I had ever seen. It had fur as white as fresh snow with eyes of deep blue. It's ears sat in soft points upon it's head. When I looked at it I sensed an aura of pride surrounding it. "This is Kiki, ain't she a beaut?" asked Bob "She's the most amazing dog I've ever seen." I replied as I approached the cage, Bob by my side. "You can pet her if you want." Bob suggested. "Yes please." I said sounding oddly needy. Bob walked to the wall and grabbed the ring of keys that hung there, before going to the entrance of the cage. After he opened the door, I walked towards Kiki hand outstretched. I heard Bob mumble something incoherent and as I neared the dog, it lunged and bit my hand. Due to the shock of this I pulled my hand back not realising the dogs teeth were still embedded in my flesh. I gasped in pain as large jagged cuts formed on both sides of my hand. Finally the dogs grip loosened and I pulled my hand away from it's mouth. It was then that I realised that the pain in my hand was completely gone, replaced by a weird tingly feeling. I looked down at the back of my hand and was shocked to see that there was no cut, there wasn't even a single piece of evidence that I was even bitten. Suddenly a scorching pain engulfed my body. As this pain incinerated my body I felt as though my innards were moving around inside of me. A sharp sting coursed down my spine, as I heard bones snap and reform. Before I knew what was happening to me I fell headfirst smashing my face into the cage floor. Using my hands I pushed myself and tried to get back onto my feet, but as I did fell back to the floor. I pulled my hands from under me and noticed something that was incredibly shocking, my hands no longer looked like hands... they looked like paws, fur-less paws but paws none the less. This realization caused me to yell a startled "ah!", this shocked me even more because that "ah!" didn't sound like an "ah!" should sound, it sounded like a dogs yelp. All through this pain/shock process my clothing seemed to get looser and my pants tighter in the way that makes you feel like someone is trying to pull them down, with no success, that is until I heard a sharp ripping sound, but I was too preoccupied to care, though grateful that my pants were no longer tight. Though the pain grazed every fibre of my being I could still feel, and right now an itchiness was spreading across my skin like some vile rash. I looked at my hands... well technically they were paws, but still you get picture right, well anyways I saw little dark hairs appear and as I watched, they grew into a thick fur that covered my paws quickly. All these rapid changes caused me to forget to check why I had fallen over. I quickly looked down at my legs, only to see that my legs were now in a digitigrade position and sticking out of a hole in my pants was a fur covered tail. I was beyond shock, all I wanted was for the torturing pain to go away. I felt the itch spread to my face, abandoning my legs and arms, at the same time I felt my ears start to move very slowly up the side of my head, and felt as my mouth and nose started to push out. Suddenly the pain invaded my mind, corrupting my thoughts. The pain could of doubled, tripled and I wouldn't of noticed, pain was everything now and I couldn't handle it. My eyes shut and I collapsed into unconsciousness.