the writings of someone

home?

The wolf girl's ears fell, her tail slowly falling to a stop. She had seen how her parents looked at her, how disgusted they where of their own daughter. She would never be that little one they had loved so anymore. She wished she was normal again, she just wanted to make them proud.
  The way they looked at her. It wasnt the look anyone wants to get from their parent. It was a look of hatred and, almost, fear. It was the kind of look that showed someone emotions that would never be changed. So she did what she thought would take a burden off of her parents.
  She said her goodbyes to her sister and brother before going to school. She had put some clothes in her bag. Once school ended she didn't go back home. She searched the outskirts of her town and found an abandoned building to live in, what used to be a factory of some sort.
  She stole a few things that first day for her new home. A dog bed, a cheap ice chest and a bunch of icepacks. The next day she stole some more clothes for herself.
  From then on she had lived day to day, usually only needing to steal food. Until one day an elegantly dressed lady had caught her sneaking into the once abandoned building. The wolf girl didn't know it yet but this was the beginning of her real new start.