[ WP ] Write about the metamorphosis of a human to ... .anything , whether it be another human , animal , or even object .

For the first time in my life, I had the upper hand. Even more than Raymond. 
 
 In retrospect, he and I were similar. We were both small, weak, slow. I was only taller than him ever in the slightest. The only thing he had that was greater than mine was his intelligence. He won a contest three times in a row, and the fourth time, he got second. 
 
 Then the accident happened. 
 
 The bus crash. A wreck of twisted metal, burning seats. Fortunately, everyone survived, but I was desperately needed organs. Luckily for me, some soldier in the army had his wished of becoming an organ donor fulfilled. I ended up with his guts inside mine. To be precise, his liver, some of his skin, a kidney, something about his pancreas and his heart, too. There were rumours that his brain made it in, but I'm not too sure. 
 
 I was eternally grateful for what happened, but... something felt off in the weeks after the many operations. Sports that I liked playing now seemed boring. Others I began developing a taste for. Soccer was mundane at first, but now I really loved it. 
 
 It was n't just that. My Cadets group was something I hated, but now, I seemingly liked it. People around me were noticing things about me changing. I was growing taller. Of course, everyone put it off as changes you normally experience in Grade 8. 
 
 Then I got stronger and faster without even lifting a finger. *That* was when everyone got scared. 
 
 Then came the day when they did a school play. I had to dress up as a soldier, so one kid who went to military fairs gave me some uniform that belonged to a soldier, but then something happened and the uniform ended up here. On me. It was really realistic, with all the gear and the helmet and all. 
 
 Then the cramps came. The teacher was out, and only a few students were actually in the classroom. I collapsed to the ground, and everything was on fire. 
 
 It was horrific. I could feel everything about my body changing. Someone had set down a mirror previously, and I could see what was happening. 
 
 My eyes, which were originally brown, had become blue. And I had stubble. The worst part was, I looked older. I coughed out some blood, and I realized that I was becoming my *organ donor*. 
 
 The terrifying fact of becoming someone who saved your life is something that takes a long time for other people to process.
