I'm running gasping for the little air that has not been stolen from my lungs! My warn out converse hitting the cold pavement below me. Running for your life is harder than I thought, that was my last thought before I fell as the concrete is about to collide with my face I shoot up in my bed covered in sweat. you can almost feel the fear a mile away, I start crying thinking about what happened that night and what will happen today. I try to keep quiet so i wont wake up my step brother like last night and the nights before for almost a month, but to my avail he came in. I start to sob harder when I realize I have to leave today. My brother tries to help me all he can, but all he can do is hug and sooth me until i go back to sleep. he is a really fun person unlike me he goes to party's and drinks because he is 21. He can drink unlike me, but he has let me try it before it was nasty and grouse and not good at all. I don't get how people drink and get drunk its not good for your body and your mind and you are more likely to say something you will regret in the mourning. So just don't go out with your friends when you get drunk, or don't get drunk at all.
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The Adopted Girl
Fantasythis story is about a girl who is a werewolf, and she does not know till one night she goes to walk to her friend Sams house. and sees creature more like a vampire and a werewolf. she gets a box that tells her why her parents gave her up, and why s...
