The Curse

I never wanted this, this curse. I was suppose to be one of the blessed: live a longer, healthier, and happier life with my family. But instead I was cursed. Instead, I will live a probable short life and a life full of consistent challenges and hardships. I am a disgrace to my family. They keep me prisoner. I am their embarrassment, and they would not let me go and parade around; showing their mistake. My father stole my freedom, my happiness, my respect. I am no one. I am the one that is cursed, the mistake, the abomination. But I am done. I will get my freedom. I will wait and I will endure. Then, I will steal back my freedom. I will use my 3 inch canine teeth and claws. I'm bigger than your average wolf and more dangerous. I am stronger, my senses are heightened, my endurance is top notch, and my abilities are unstoppable. This is my curse and I will be free.