I was hypnotized at a party when I was 15.
It was an accident.
A girl I vaguely knew from my biology class was being hypnotized in the hallway, just outside the bathroom.
As I passed by, my back pressed flat against the wall so I wouldn’t interrupt the hypnotist (a boy I never saw before or after), my eyes got in the way.
That's when it happened.
I didn’t do anything strange. Didn’t bark, or yodel, or pull my hair out.
But nothing in my life has ever been the same since.