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You howl as an alarm clock goes off. Next thing you know, you're lying in bed, soaked in sweat. You snarl and smash the alarm clock with your paw - no, not paw, hand.
"Damn... it was all a dream," you murmur. You thought it suspicious when one moment you were an ordinary person, the next a grandfatherly werewolf. Suddenly, you realize something - your room is different. Instead of "The Who" poster on your wall, the ramones albums scattered around the floor and your laptop on the floor, there are football (yeeuch, competetive sports) posters plastered on the walls and a PC with video games stacked up next to it.
"What the hell... ?" you murmur, and run to the mirror. Staring back at you is the face of a boy of about 13 or 14 - slightly chubby, reasonably tall, with ginger hair and a face covered in freckles.
"LEE! TIME FOR SCHOOL!" yells a voice from downstairs.
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