. What happened to me?

Waking up with a throbbing headache, I slowly opened my eyes to find myself in a messy junkyard. "Where am I?" I thought, feeling confused and disoriented. I tried to remember what happened before, but my mind was blank.

Pushing myself up from the pile of old car parts, I looked around, trying to recognize anything that could give me a clue. The rusty metal and broken machines were all unfamiliar, making me feel even more lost.

Feeling a knot in my stomach, I decided to go home. Maybe my mom could help me figure out what happened. As I walked through the streets, everything seemed strange. The houses, the trees, even the sounds around me felt different, like I was in a place I didn't belong.

When I finally reached my house, the front door was wide open. I felt a rush of relief thinking maybe my mom was home. "Mom?" I called out as I stepped inside, but there was no answer.

As I walked further into the house, a sense of dread started to creep in. And then I saw her. My mom was lying on the floor, not moving. My heart sank, tears welling up in my eyes. I rushed to her side, hoping she was just asleep. But deep down, I knew something was terribly wrong.

As I looked at my hand while reaching out to touch her, I froze. My hand looked different, metallic and cold. Panicking, I pulled back, realizing that I was not entirely myself anymore. Parts of me had turned into machines. I was a cyborg.

Feeling overwhelmed and scared, I didn't know what to do or where to go. My life had changed in ways I couldn't understand, and I was all alone in a world that suddenly seemed foreign to me

"What the hell happened to me?"