SWITCHED
Dad left to sit with my brothers, while Mom stood alongside me in her black dress, accompanied by Grandma Gold.
After a few minutes, Uncle Stan shouts.
"It's eleven fifty nine ready?"
When Grandma Gold spoke, Marvel and I exchanged glances, unsure what to reply.
"Both your birthdays are tomorrow, and exactly at twelve in the morning you will learn why our family is known as the Gold and Silver wolves."
Hearing it made me terrified, and in a short second, I felt my insides cracking, I fell to the floor, mom lifted my hand up, and I felt a sting on my hand.