A Crack In The Plaster

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After the yelling was over, I walk to my cedar chest and opened the second chester drawer, and got out my Gateway Laptop. I flipped open the top to see my room mate didn't sign off properly. When that was finished I opened up a new tab bringing up a white , generic page that just said search with a manifying glass looking ever so boldly. I search and looked up what the ring was hiding from me. Nothin came up after hour of searching and looking more carefully the second go around. I was just goin to give up , and say it was a plain piece of jewlery , till I came to the third page of listings. The page read;

This particular ring is a Lycan Leader ring. This mean you are apart of a league of powerful wolves. Young teenagers , when they find the ring and put it on they get

the power from either parent or a ancestor. Your parents were probably great leaders in there time as a Pack Leader. If your parents are still alive they are still

promptly leader of the clan in your area. Don't be alarmed by this imformation . Sixteen year old sons and daughters of these Lycan Leaders are goin to fase and trans-

form at anytime on a full moon in the following months.

So many thought went through my adoelescent brain thinking of what my parents have said to me , it was nothing , but a damned lie. It feels like someone just stuck a dagger through the heart of yourself and kept on repeating the action for infinite years. I shut the laptop and I was outraged and horribly mad and this didn't make me any happier at the time.

"TESSA , the bell rang get up and come on. NOW!" I screamed as my rage couldn't be controlled. She walks in the room just as I'm walking out.

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