I was running through the forest, being chased by wolves, or I thought I was, I heard them howling, barking, screaming, whatever you call it. To put it short, I was scared. I was running and running and running, until I

fell, preparing to by eaten.

But I wasn’t.

I looked back, expecting to see maybe 10 at least, but I didn’t a single wolf, I saw myself.

As one of them.

10 months earlier…

It was a regular Monday, one everyone would expect. We went back to University after the weekend in British Columbia (Canada) and were learning about how to cut layers into someone with textured hair.

I had excused myself to go to the bathroom, normal, reasonable, request, right? I thought it was until I saw it the first time, I was washing my hands, I looked in the mirror.

That’s when I saw it.

It looked like me, but all the features that made it, me, human, they were all wrong.

It’s limbs too long, face too pale, like a shapeshifter trying to get a human just right and failing.

She - it - didn’t move, it didn’t speak, or blink, and I don’t think it even breathed. “Hello?” I asked it, as if it would respond. Silly me…

I backed up, probably the smartest thing I did that day. Suddenly, it snapped its head to me. And then it smiled. A horrible, terrifying, ugly smile that stretched too wide and I felt sick.

That’s when my saviour walked in, Sunny.

Sunny is funny and pretty in all the ways that matter, and smart, not to mention she’s trustworthy. Personally I think I might be falling for her, but who isn’t? But… she’s my best friend…

Anyway… ahem

She screamed like a banshee, suddenly, like being loud would scare it away. Thankfully it did. I breathed a sigh of relief and it was only then I realised I was holding my breath.

“Are you okay” I heard her sweet voice ask. “Fine” I hear myself say. Well, fine as you can be, being me…

Personally, I think I might be depressed, but who can be sure? I look happy… ish. But really? I’m mostly always crying on the inside, waiting to die, but, who isn’t, right? I may only be 18, but still, my life is pretty shit, I can barely afford rent, I’m in love with my best friend and my life is in shreds.

I don’t think anyone wants to be me, really.

...Anyway, back to what happened(I got side tracked)...

She kept chatting at me, as if I was listening, she probably knew I wasn’t. Sunny’s my best friend after all, has been for 7, 8 years? It’s been awhile, and she’s the only person keeping my from ending it. I picked out one thing she saidwhile I was spacing out in shock “I think one of my clients likes you, as a crush, it’s weird”

“What?” I managed to respond in the blur of my thoughts