Nyah was a bitch. She was overly sarcastic, ruthless, careless, heartless...evil. She doesn't care about no one, but..oh did I mention she was basically sinister? Nonetheless she cared for no one, but the best and only good quality about her was tha...
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Nyah Home
I've been crying for three days straight. I don't know if Nyahima is dead or alive, if she is coming back for me or not. I can't contact anyone, it's me and Shadow.
"How about this you want this?" He held up a cookie dipped in blood, and I just kept crying.
"Okay, okay, we can go outside?"
I couldn't stop crying.
"Okay, want to look at an old baby painting of Ny Ny?" He said.
I nodded my head and he smiled getting up.
"Come on, most of them are in the not creepy attic" he joked.
I followed behind him.
There were so many paintings, I guess of course she was born a very long time ago.
"This is her?" I smiled at a women holding a baby.
"Nope" he laughed. "This is Nyah."
He pointed to what I believe is a werewolf pup biting on the womens dress pulling it at the bottom of the painting.
Even then she was a handful.
"How cute, she's always been bad."
"I believe so" he laughed.
"Her mother was dazzling."
"She say's her mother was a bitch" he laughed.
"Really?"
"Yes, harsh. But she loved her parent's very much."
"I believe it. So, why..."
"Do not ask me about her heart Sug" he said.
"Okay, can we go outside and get food?"
"We can get lunch and sit on the porch for a while okay?"
I smiled because I needed air, but I wanted to know that she was okay.
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I woke up in the bedroom, I guess I had fallen to sleep. I pulled the blanket off of me and my belly was a little bit bigger. I smiled and rubbed it, while Shadow was sleeping on the ground. I laughed because even though he was human now, he was still sleeping on his back with his limbs spread out, snoring and all.
