PROLOGUE

''Felicia, demorph!'' one of my friends yelled.

''No!'' I angrily retorted.

''Demorph!'' he yelled, even louder this time.

''No,'' I grated.

''Now, please! Felicia just do it!'' he demanded, so loud it echoed.

''I already told you, I'm not going to! You can't make me! You never can!'' I said.

''Man! I have to stop having dreams-NIGHTMARES-of what happens everyday.'' I muttered

I flipped my light on and thought about what I had just done. Someone, inside of me, was controling me. Forcing me to do things the real me would probably never do. Something that I felt was actually...me. And it was way worse then a Yeerk...