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Unstoppable
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Complete, First published Nov 16, 2018
The claws had emerged before I'd even realised, gently tearing their way through my skin, running their way through my arms and changing my body into the one thing I thought I'd hated, but I'd begun to love more than anything: a monster.
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High school. A place where children go to grow their minds and adapt to adulthood. Where nothing but popularity and grades matter. 

I was a weird kid. I still am, but that's besides the point. One day, I walked into the wrong class, and something went wrong. 

Turns out, Things got weirder and weirder.

Suddenly, popularity and grades don't really matter anymore. 

Survival does. 
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*Blood, gore, violent murders, etc. Do happen in this book. *

*It is in no way linked to any sort of actual murders or shootings (no shootings happen in a school) that have or will happen. My thoughts and respect go out to all of the families affected to any of this, and the only reason this book was created is because my ideas are lack lustre at best.*

*I try to keep every chapter limited to around 1000 words. If the chapters feel short, I'm very sorry*
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