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// July 2- acceptance 
// Story: Turned 
// by Doukzor 
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July 2

Dear journal, they took me out of my cocoon. They guided me over to the mess hall, and let me eat all I could. I was starving even if I didn`t know it, grabbing and wolfing down three whole plates of food.
They tasted different than normal though... Like it didn`t give me much energy, yet it still filled me.
I don`t know.
These changelings seem nice, and the bed they gave me was good. I`ve been practicing flying this night.
There is a window that leads outside after all...
I`m going to go for it tomorrow. Be right back
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Alright, back. I just needed to grab a crystal. Magic, energy bar thing. Yeah...
Okay, back to it. 
This whole changeling thing isn`t bad, but it is hard to turn into my former self without forgetting to remove the wings or change my horn. Though I re-created myself into a pegasus for now so I can get out of here safely, the changeling guards told me I would learn about changing soon. Tomorrow, actually, and how to feed properly, like how much, how to store it, what foods truly fill your energy...
So then I can leave, and try to find another place.

There isn`t much to write about tonight, so just hang in there, readers. Write tomorrow
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