People come in and out of your life, some stay while others vanish from your life. Some leave and come back in the future, some never leave and then there are those who leave never to come back. Sometimes saying goodbye may not be the easiest choice, but it could just end up being the right choice. Nobody said the right choice had to be easy, I mean maybe they did, but to me, nobody said it was going to be easy. I wasn't told that life was going to be so hard either, yet life only seemed to get harder as time passed by. Nobody told me I'd lose friends, nobody told me I was adopted, nobody told me my biological parents didn't want me, nobody told me my biological parents had wanted me dead, nobody told me about the fire that had almost killed me when I was little, only the visions and flashbacks did, the memories taken from me given back in my dreams. The ones that somebody hadn't wanted me to see.
I'm Mya and I'm 10 years old, I'm not exactly sure who I am. All I know is I have these massive wings, strange abilities, a tail, strange fangs, inability to burn and I can shape-shift into nearly if not anything. My closest friends are Carter, Lily and Jay.
Carter is my best friend. Who is a werewolf meanwhile Lily was some kind of neko hybrid mixed with a bunch of other stuff just as Jay was.
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