The Institution

The Institution

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I've... been okay. Okay honestly that's a lie. Tate's dead and it's my fault. I think....? But nobody believes me, no matter what I say. However I did fail a psych evaluation, which isn't anything new considering I fail most tests I take, so they came to the conclusion I was to 'screwed up' to realize something was wrong. Even though I was the one that screamed, and then he dropped dead about a hour later. But an institution is better than a jail cell... right? *This is a project I had to do, I go a little further detail on the first page, however I just wanted to warn you. I have no idea if this was good or not, I'm on spring break and haven't had a chance to talk to my teacher about this story. **I will continue this if people like it, and I get bored, which happens easily.
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**#1 in #Darkmoon** A walk in the forest, that's what I need. A stressful day at school and a walk in the forest will relax me. This is what I do all the time. Every day without fail, I take a hour walk in the forest behind my home after school. This time something happened that I didn't even expect in these woods. At first I heard a low growl and thought it was just a dog and an owner. Then it got louder, sounding like it was getting closer. My head jerked in a direction where a twig snapped, causing my heart to start beating faster then normal. It was a bit dark in the forest, considering it was winter. Then that's when I saw it, the red eyes coming from the bushes. My feet were frozen to the spot, I wanted to run but my feet didn't want to move. I felt a hand go on my shoulder, turning my head, I saw a man, probably in his early twenties. ''Run!'' He whispered but loud enough for it to be a shout. I looked at the eyes and a hand grabbed mine, pulling me off in a different direction. This isn't the best way to meet someone but what happens when they see more of each other? Will they enjoy each other's company? Will he be able to tell her the truth? This is my first werewolf story and I know that it won't be to everyone standards but please enjoy. Copyright. All Rights Reserved © 2013 LaurenSmiles101

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