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Casey's PoV
As the day rolled by, so did my burning desire to be human. I discovered that it was not all that it seemed to be. Pain was not a good thing. So even now as I look at the syringe that I know will bring me great pain, I still want it.
"Are you sure?" Anthony asked me. I nodded my head to tell him 'yes'. His eyes filled with worry. He took the syringe out of my hand and said, "Do you want me to do it?" I once again nodded.
Anthony disinfected the needle and wiped my wrist off, "There?" I asked worriedly. "Yes," he said dryly. I closed my eyes and waited for the worst. But it never came.
When I opened my eyes Anthony was looking at me I stared down at the syringe in his hands, happy to see that it was empty. "W-When do I change?" I asked. He shrugged and said, "Its random. In fact, it took me a year after my thirteenth birthday to change, so it could take you more time, or less."
Less, I thought to myself, but I wanna change now. As soon as I thought that I felt like needles were being torn from the inside of my body out, I could almost feel my skin stretching and clumping. When it was all done I had silky black fur and grey eyes. Anthony cheered and changed, too. We broke many things in the house that day, but you have to remember, being a werewolf isn't all it's cracked up to be.
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Blood Love and Werewolves
Teen FictionOkay so Im writing this story for my friend Britiany. She's a really good friend so one day at school I asked her to pick out a story idea because I was blank. I would tell you what she wrote down but that would ruin the whole story so enjoy.
