Part 1

~If they know, they'll kill me.~

It was the first thought that passed through Susanna's mind. All that mattered to her now was running. She had to get out. No one else would ever understand. She knew they'd come looking for her. Maybe with a little help from some witches she could hide where no one knew who she was.

Maybe she was overreacting. Maybe no one would notice anything different about her. ~Yeah, and maybe I'll sprout wings and fly~ she thought sourly, throwing clothes and things into her backpack.

She caught a glimpse of her reflection in the bedroom mirror. She still looked like the same person she'd been at the beginning of last week. Same blonde hair, same blue eyes, same slender figure, high cheekbones and full lips.

Everything looked like it had at the beginning of last week to the unsuspecting eye, but Susanna knew it was there. She held up a small slender hand to touch her flawless cheek. The complete change hadn't set in yet, but soon it would.

Soon it would be more noticeable. She had to get out before then. She debated on leaving a note. Photos taped around the mirror caught her eye. Memories of better times.
All destroyed by her stupidity.

Her hand reached out to touch one of the photos, three faces, one her own, another girl one side of her, a guy the other. She stared at it for a few minutes. She'd never see either of them again, after this, of course.

Angrily brushing away some stray tears that had managed to squeeze their way out of her eyes Susanna turned away. They'd never understand. She left, knowing she'd never step foot in her house again.

~You can run, but you can't hide~

Susanna stiffened at the unwanted mental voice in her head,

~That's what *you* think~ she snapped, and left without looking back.
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