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The iron scent filled the room. My parents laid in front of me. Dead. And I was the one who killed them. Claws and fur protruded from my hands, all stained scarlet with their blood.

I had been cursed from a young age. Half human, half wolf. If I were to ever lose control of my emotions, the feral side would take over. I vowed to never let the beast free again. I went to my uncle who helped me find a cure, temporary but it was the best I could get.

If I took a special pill every so often it would control the animal DNA inside me, making me a normal person. Though I'm anything but normal.

I didn't want this awful life. In fact I tried to end it 2 times before, haunted by my past. I thought this was rock bottom.

At least, until I woke up in the metal locker...

  

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