Metamorphosis...ROAR!!!

When I woke up one morning from unsettling dreams, I looked down to find a black and orange striped tail twitching from under my sheets. As I felt fear climb up into my body, I prepared to scream, but all that came out was a deathly roar. Immediately, out of both fear and instinct, I sprang from my bed. Instead of landing on my two feet and sprinting to the door, I bounded off the mattress onto four soft paws with gigantic claws. I couldn't believe it. I played the last few seconds back in my head--the orange and black tail, the roar, and the paws. What did this mean? I slowly crept towards my mirror pressing my body to the floor as much as possible as if this action of hiding myself would change everything. As I approached the glass, the reflection stared back at me. The golden amber eyes pierced through to my human soul. I was a tiger.
All of a sudden, the pounding of someone's fist on the wooden bedroom door broke the silence. As always, there was hesitation before the door actually opened. I turned towards the opening, and my mom stood still, afraid to move, as if there were land mines all around her. Suddenly there was a high pitched scream coming from her open mouth. My eyes met hers as she stared with fear.
Without warning, an abnormal feeling swept through my body. It was a mixture of hunger, anger, and determination. As the sensation grew stronger, I realized that not only my physical appearance had changed. I not only looked like a tiger; I also thought like one. I was hungry and nothing could stop me.