[ WP ] Kids under 18 have the ability to tranfsorm into an animal , but once they do , there 's no turning back .

I was finally 16 years old, which meant my parents would finally give me “ the talk. ” In an incredibly awkward couple minutes, the whole family made its way down to the dining room table, scraped the chairs back, and sat down. 
 
 My dad cleared his throat, and folded his hands on the table. 
 
 “ Now, I know you are aware that you have a big decision to make young lady. ” He begins. “ You have only two years left to make a decision if you ’ d like to transform, or not. ” 
 
 My mom pulls out a large stack of books and plops them on the table. “ Read these, and make a list of species ’. Pro and con lists are helpful too. Just remember, though, once you choose you can not go back. ” 
 
 I was pretty excited to finally get to start thinking about this. I heard so many parents at restaurants clinking wine glasses and asking, “ How are your kids these days? ” and they would reply, “ Oh, my son is in China for the summer. He ’ s a panda. ” and hear them squeal in excitement. 
 
 “ You don ’ t have to become one, though, if you don ’ t want to sweetie. ” Dad says. The man is trying too hard. 
 
 Thing is, I sure as hell want to. i have the opportunity of a lifetime to be whatever I want, go where I want, and do something with my life. 
 
 I take the books up to my room and begin flipping through them. There are entire chapters on dog breeds, turtles, underwater creatures. I discover there are seven types of Tuna fish alone. But what would my parents think of me becoming something they could eat for lunch in a cafeteria? Surely they ’ d want more for their kids ’ futures than that. 
 
 My sister tries to help me. “ Do you prefer an urban or suburban setting? ” she asks. She herself did not choose to transform, and instead lives at home. 
 
 “ I ’ m not the outdoorsy, forest type. ” I say. 
 
 “ So going to become a bear is out of the question? ” She crosses her legs and pulls up another book. 
 
 “ What about animals that live in caves? ” I ask. She shrugs. “ You really want a life of isolation like that? There are more social scenes out there. ” We spend hours like this, going back and forth about possible species and locations to go to. 
 
 Fast forward to high school graduation, I am to make my speech about what I will spend the next years of my life doing. As Valedictorian, I am first. 
 
 “ I want everyone to know that I have made my decision. ” I begin. The crowd sits up expectantly. “ I will be traveling to France, where I will live as Camargue horse for the rest of my life! I ’ ll be living at a stable, so you can visit whenever you find yourself in the region! ” I sit down, and hug my family, then listen to the decisions of the rest of the seniors. `` Those are intelligent horses.'' the kid next to me says, nodding. `` I'm becoming a horse too. Maybe we'll meet again someday.'' 
 
 *This is quite possibly the weirdest thing I've ever written ( that I also should've spent more time writing ) but I ca n't help but laugh about the idea of college being replaced with becoming an animal. Hope it was at least fun to read?? * 
 

