losing the loved

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My parents got killed in a car crash on my eighteenth birthday so I packed up my stuff and moved to la-push a small werewolf community.I pulled my motorcycle into my new house and went inside because I had my stuff moved here already  so everything is already inside and put away.I walked in and hung my motorcycle key's up and layed on my couch I ended up falling asleep.

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