"What have I told you young man. I can't tell you this" Mom says angrily, by your attempt.
You get angry. "I don't know why my sister is distant, nobody knows anything, or why we're constantly fighting. You're being impossible, mom"
"I'm not. There are so things we have to keep secret. Pester me or your sisters about this aghain, and you're regret it"
"You know, I don't care! Hayley and i used to be so close, and now I don't even know her anyone, and I blame you. you know what? I HATE YOU"
Mom turns pale, with fright and anger. She knows you have a good heart, and have never used those words at anybody. To hear them directed at her, makes her lose all reason.
"You know what, John. I wish I had a sweet little girl instead of you" . You turn in shock. Just as you've never hated, she always been proud of you as her son, and always wanted to have you." These words, though make you angrier than ever. Glaring, you decide that you can't listen to any more of this. Pushing past Mel, you head for your room. Since fights have been increasing, she looks at Mom, and shakes her head, wondering what causes these fights..
While you calm down, Mom doesn't, and unfortuately for you, her words ring in her mind. Worse, she is a witch and quite powerful. "Yes, I'll do it. That boy needs to learn respect, and whats better than a slow change, that nobody notices. Plus I'll get another sweet, girly, repsectful young daugther, and it will give Hannah company..."
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