"Mom, do I seriously have to do this, I'm 15 years, not 15 months?"
"You have to go to daycare because mommy has to work. She also already paid for this."
She stopped the car at a daycare center, and the two of you walked inside. Your mother signed some paper work while you waited. They called your name and your mother kissed you on the cheek. "Bye sweety mommy loves you."
You followed a woman to a room with a large machine. It was some kind of laser with knobs and buttons.
"So your mother didn't sign this part, but do you want to keep your looks or get the looks of the age your about to become?"
"I'll keep my hair color if that's what your asking."
"Ok stand in front of this machine right here while I prepare your transformation. I walked over to it and waited
She started to press buttons and turn knobs until she pressed it. A burst of light was shot through my chest and the room instantly got bigger.
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