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**What a crazy dream ... but it was just a dream, nothing more. It'll never really happen. I'll never be able to do all of that!** Kat allowed her eyes to open halfway. **It's too early for this**, she thought. Suddenly, she sat bolt upright, fully awake. **This can't be right ... did I fall asleep with my contacts in again?!** In her heart she knew that her contacts had never allowed her to see this clearly, but her ever-logical mind drove her across the room to her mirror. A careful look at her expressive brown eyes confirmed her deepest thoughts. **I can see ... better than anyone I know!** Everything in her room had become crystal clear, down to the most minute of details. But her amazement with her eyes was short-lived, for as she was looking around, she stretched, and as she stretched she realized that she could feel extra muscles-muscles that weren't supposed to be there. In fact, they were muscles that made up the wings that had managed to sprout from her back overnight. She looked at the huge, feathered pinions in awe, marveling at what they would allow her to do. **Of course, it'll take forever to get in decent enough shape to get myself off the ground** ... and with that thought came shock number three. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized that every inch of her body had turned to rock solid muscle. It was as if every last bit of flab had been used to make her new wings, and even that had miraculously changed into more muscle. Along with that realization came another-her wings had no reflection. She could feel them and see them as she moved them, but the mirror showed her as though nothing had changed. Turning, she saw that her shirt also looked no different. There was no evidence of anything coming through it. **I must be crazy. No way is this actually happening! Wait...my dream!** Indeed, the dream that Kat had awakened from only minutes before appeared not entirely to be one. For in that dream, she had changed. She was powerful, she was fast, she was everything she'd always hoped to be, and more than all that...she could fly.
All of this was too much for Kat to handle. She fell back onto her bed; unable to comprehend what had taken place as she slept. She knew that in a few minutes, she would have to get up, go to school, and act as though nothing had changed. She was Kataree, known for her strength and ability to deal with whatever came her way. She had heard of others who had gone through similar experiences ... people that had been called mutants. They had kept going with their lives, and so would she. She couldn't let this control her. Fighting the urge to go back to bed and try to wake up from whatever strange dream she was having, she got up and got ready to face the day. Or at least she tried. A single horribly confusing thought rose above the rest as she headed out the door-**What's happening to me?!**
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**What a crazy dream ... but it was just a dream, nothing more. It'll never really happen. I'll never be able to do all of that!** Kat allowed her eyes to open halfway. **It's too early for this**, she thought. Suddenly, she sat bolt upright, fully awake. **This can't be right ... did I fall asleep with my contacts in again?!** In her heart she knew that her contacts had never allowed her to see this clearly, but her ever-logical mind drove her across the room to her mirror. A careful look at her expressive brown eyes confirmed her deepest thoughts. **I can see ... better than anyone I know!** Everything in her room had become crystal clear, down to the most minute of details. But her amazement with her eyes was short-lived, for as she was looking around, she stretched, and as she stretched she realized that she could feel extra muscles-muscles that weren't supposed to be there. In fact, they were muscles that made up the wings that had managed to sprout from her back overnight. She looked at the huge, feathered pinions in awe, marveling at what they would allow her to do. **Of course, it'll take forever to get in decent enough shape to get myself off the ground** ... and with that thought came shock number three. As she looked at herself in the mirror, she realized that every inch of her body had turned to rock solid muscle. It was as if every last bit of flab had been used to make her new wings, and even that had miraculously changed into more muscle. Along with that realization came another-her wings had no reflection. She could feel them and see them as she moved them, but the mirror showed her as though nothing had changed. Turning, she saw that her shirt also looked no different. There was no evidence of anything coming through it. **I must be crazy. No way is this actually happening! Wait...my dream!** Indeed, the dream that Kat had awakened from only minutes before appeared not entirely to be one. For in that dream, she had changed. She was powerful, she was fast, she was everything she'd always hoped to be, and more than all that...she could fly.
All of this was too much for Kat to handle. She fell back onto her bed; unable to comprehend what had taken place as she slept. She knew that in a few minutes, she would have to get up, go to school, and act as though nothing had changed. She was Kataree, known for her strength and ability to deal with whatever came her way. She had heard of others who had gone through similar experiences ... people that had been called mutants. They had kept going with their lives, and so would she. She couldn't let this control her. Fighting the urge to go back to bed and try to wake up from whatever strange dream she was having, she got up and got ready to face the day. Or at least she tried. A single horribly confusing thought rose above the rest as she headed out the door-**What's happening to me?!**