Running With The Pack

Running With The Pack

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He couldn't control it. He couldn't make it less excruciating, let alone make it stop. "Ok.." he thought, "try and find and explanation.." But he couldn't. He didn't know where he was, who he was, or why his teeth and head were in so much pain. And then suddenly he heard something clink quietly against the cold concrete floor. He looked down and saw a tooth... His tooth! He screamed and felt his mouth in horror, but found a long sharp canine tooth, where his other tooth had just been.
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JESUS CHRIST WHAT DO YOU WANT?" My hands were clenched into fists by my sides and my jaw was clenched in anger. I watched as his jaw loosened and his shoulders slumped. He sighed, looking down at the floor. "I want you." **************************************** He was wild. But it was the kind of wild that had everyone stop and stare as his presence filled the room. His life was like a storybook that we all wanted to read. But maybe his wildness was a cover-up for his hurt.

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