So I'm more than sure I've probably lost all of you guys :(. I have a very very serious case of writers block, I have no clue. But I decided to give you all what I have...Please don't have me. Maybe some comments and votes and fans will inspire me? UPDATE I edited the first chapter of Freedom and you guys should all go check it out!!!:) Sense i'm still figuring things out I will be editing every chapter and twisting somethings, so you might want to reread. I LOVE YOU GUYS. THANKS SO MUCH!!! SO SOSSOSOSOSOSOS SORRY <3
~Wild
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. "I remember." I told him. I took another bite of my poptart and stared at him. His eyebrows were knitted together and he was searching my face.
"Sooo, you're not bothered by the fact that your father tried to kill you?" he asked, putting his arm around me, as if to comfort me. His eyes seemed to be looking for something that showed sadness, and it seemed to worry his more that there was any.
"No, should I be? It's not much out of the norm for me. Happens just about every summer, when I don't go to school so no one can notice." I turned to face him, sitting criss-cross (apple sauce spoons in the bowl, hehe). His eyebrows were furrowed together, his eyes were analyzing every inch of my face. I took my thumbs and tried to get them to unpinch them, but to no avail. He was too focused to let it go.
"Really I'm fine. Stop worrying. IT'S REALLY NO BIG DEAL TO ME!" I basically shouted at him.
He grabbed my face with two hands and forced my eyes to lock with his.
"I don't believe you." He said after a few minutes of just staring at each other. I sighed and shrugged my shoulders at him. I mean I really didn't know how to tell him how it was okay, it just was. Well sort of, I guess trying to kill someone isn't okay, but you get my drift.
"Can we go on that picnic?" I asked bouncing.
I'm so so sorry this is really all I have :(. But I promise i'm going to update some more. Please vote if you guys like! <3
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Freedom
LobisomemAll I could do was run away, as fast as I could. I didn't matter that I hadn't eaten in weeks, or that I was freezing. It didn't matter that my wolf was softly whimpering in the back of my head to go faster. The hunger pains pinching my stomach was...
