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W trakcie, Pierwotnie opublikowano lut 09, 2014
Imagine living in a world where people aren't just people. Where animals don't exist. Where humans are amazingly un-human. This is how I live. I live in a society, a world of hybrids. Every "human" is also part animal. Be that cat, dog, bird or anything. Even fish but I don't see many of them. And this is normal.
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Not so Lucky autorstwa ionm__
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I heave in an astronomical breathe. Dumped Death Dad Downpour That just sums up my whole day. But the only thought that's racking through my depressing brain right now as I stare up at the unexpectedly dark sky is... I should've brought an umbrella. I step out into the cold wind, splatters of raindrops hitting my cheeks. I trudge through the wet pavement, my sneakers soaking up the water. Dumped Death Dad Downpour Summarization of my fucked up day. I shiver as the cold raindrops begin pouring heavier, the water saturating through my hair and soaking my clothes. I stop immediately when I hear a helpless whimper coming from the alley beside a small bakery. I hear it again, low and sad. I step towards the sound and find two green eyes staring up at me belonging to a black cat. It's coat drenched and it's whiskers drooping low. Like it's frowning. Even in my damp mood I feel sorry for the little animal. "You don't have a home, little guy?" I ask, squatting to see it better. Did it just shake its head!? I blink a few times and sigh. I'm probably seeing things. It's been overwhelmingly negative lately. I reach a hand for the feline and it corresponds, tucking its head under it. I pet it's wet coat and stare at it as it closes its eyes. I can't leave such a pitiful thing next to the dumpsters and cold rain to be frozen alive or ravished by stray dogs. So I do what every human being would do in my situation, I take it home. And that was possibly the stupidest thing I've ever done. *** This is a story about a girl named Lucky. But of course she's everything but lucky. One day she comes across this odd feline who acts strangely like a human. Maybe he is really a human and Lucky has got her hands into a whole lot of trouble. Or maybe she found what she was missing and this feline becomes her lucky clover. Get ready for a a world full of drama and unlucky incidents.
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You think that being either a Were-wolf, Vampire or Were-panther is hard? Try being a freaky mix of Were-wolf and -panther. My mum's a Were-wolf, and my dad's a Were-panther. Why oh why, couldn't I take after one of them, being either a wolf or a panther, but no, all my 24 brother's before me either took after mum or dad, but me and my twin brother's are a freaky mix of wolf and panther. The only good thing is, I think, is that my twin and I have three animal forms; wolf, panther and hybrid (a mix of wolf and panther, built like a thorough bred horse, height included) four if you count my majorly freaky humanoid hybrid form. You think it might not be so bad, but I am the FREAK of a school of 'gifted' individuals. Pfft, we all call it 'The School Of Freaks" *sigh* But my life takes a turn that even I couldn't see. What will my life have in hold for me? Why does my life feel so ... inconsequential?