Shifting

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==Matteo== A massive ache seared through my skull. As if nails were being driven there. My palm was on my forehead and I was rocking back on forth on a chair. I gritted my teeth. It always came this way—shifting—which was why I dreaded the full moon. Shifting was excruciatingly painful. Worse still, I had to endure hours of pain before finally morphing. A grunt left my lips. The pressure in my head was building up. So much so that I felt like pulling my brain out. I left my seat and staggered towards the bathroom. Ever step I took was laborious. I had suddenly weighed a log. But I was determined to get my destination. So, I pushed on—eventually making it inside. As soon as I was inside, I ripped off my clothes and crept into the tub. I turned it on and laid back, waiting to get submer

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