Where Are You, Werewolf??

Where Are You, Werewolf??

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I am writing this for the NaNoWriMo contest and I wanted to share it with you. If you don't know what NaNoWriMo is, it is a competitive writing competition for the month of November. If you are below the age of 17 then you are part of the Young Writers and you can pick your goal but if you are 17 and above you can go for the gold. 50,000 words in 30 days. My goal was 12,000 and I finished with 7,037 words on November 30th. ***Warning*** There is swearing Don't read if you don't like***
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Highest Ranking: #1 in Werewolf Watty's 2015 Winner: Talk of the Town 11/23/15 "Literally the best werewolf book I've ever read." -@itsroma "*rereads 10,000,000,000 times and cries every time*" -@stilessparklez "#5thtimereader *I have to vote on all the chapters this time, that's how engrossed in the book I've become*" -@Forevertail "THIS BOOK SHALL BE IN MY LIBRARY FOREVER." -@team_breezyy ________________________________________ "What do you want?" He asked. I clapped my hands together and sighed. "To go home." His face instantly fell. He walked right into that one. "Well that sucks because you aren't going anywhere, kitten." I growled lowly at the nickname and crossed my arms. "Who says?" I argued. "I just did. Now stop acting like a brat and tell me what the hell you want to eat," he said frustrated. I rolled my eyes and turned around to exit the room. "Where the hell are you going?" He yelled at me. I stopped and turned around to look at him. "I don't want to have any food prepared by you. You're hands are probably just as dirty as your mouth. Watch your language," I stated simply and exited the kitchen. ________________________________________ © All Rights Reserved 2014

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