A Wolf From A Long Lost War

A Wolf From A Long Lost War

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It was a nice day where i was from the 4 suns only just rising to mark the dawn of a new day and new week i never really had a job to begin with i was part time only meaning that i would get hours but they wouldn't be good hours i joined the task force when both my care's died i never had a family and wasn't given the time of day i should have been given i Say while looking down at the floor and what of the city they asked me. The city it was amazing they called it the city of gold just because off how'd the suns rise and fall even the moons made it look astonishing it was next to the forest where you'd be able to be you and no one can do anything it was my place I'd go when ever i was upset or even mad at myself. So how long you been on this plant and in this house their son asked my i don't know feels like forever i say while looking at the ground what about friends the woman asks me i hardly got to know anyone i did have this one friend but he moved on when he found his mate leavening me alone again but, why you just go back to your home world if you miss it that much it really can't be that hard the young girl says i wish i could but it was destroyed during the war i was the only one to get out alive with out being taken into a fire fight and everyone else died on the plant or while fighting on the frontier i was made to leave they didn't want for every single one of us to died i explained to them as a tier begins to run down my cheek . oh you poor thing you poor, poor thing that's alright I've got you the woman says while hugging me and softly rubbing my back that's it let it all out come on nothing better than to be able to cry about loosing the people that means the most to you.
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"Mom, not today. I don't even know why you're making me go. Today is dads..." I didn't want to finish and remind her of dads' birthday. My phone kept ringing, I already knew it was Dakota, he's my childhood best friend. "Just take your brother to school, please!" She exclaimed. She looked miserable. I shut the door and smelled the freshly cut grass. I smiled to myself knowing it was my dad's favorite smell. "Alexandria! We're gonna be late, can you stop daydreaming and get in the car." My brother, Cory hollered. He hates to think about dad. He just forgets. I Jeep Wrangler and I started the car, Cory rolled down his windows. "Are we sitting together at lunch today?" Cory asked me. "No I want you to sit with your friends, I'll be alright alone." I told him. "Alright Alex, believe it or not I actually love you. And I love you enough to tell you, you need friends." He admitted. "Have fun. Love you too, Corky." I laughed at the name I gave him when I was a kid. He smiled at me then left into the school. I went on to go to a flower shop. I stopped and got out. I walked in the shop. "Ally, do you have my order, the cars running?" I asked Ally. "Yeah Alex, I have it. Your order for 1 dozen Chocolate Cosmos, 2 dozen Daises, and 1 dozen yellow Roses." "Thanks Ally." I grabbed all the flowers then ran back to the car. I drove to the grave. I threw all my stuff into my bag. I grabbed the flowers and I pulled my bag over my shoulder and got out. I looked around and saw people young and old coming here to see their loved ones. I saw my families graves. Almost my whole family will be buried here. My grandpa always said it was sacred. I put the Cosmos on my dad's grave. The Daises on my grandmothers and the Roses on my grandpas. I talked and talked to them till I pull my pack of cigarettes out of my bag along with a lighter. I put the cancer stick in my mouth and lit it. "You guys are probably really mad right now. Blame peer pressure in 9th grade."

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