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Ongoing, First published Oct 21, 2016
This story is surrounding one character specifically.  

"Skyla are you okay?"  I hear Grant ask next to me on the floor in the single womens restroom.

I hadn't eaten anything before school which was not good.  I could feel myself loosing control.  I grab Grant and pin him to the floor.

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I am shaking everything hurts.  I had to skip school and run home.  I have to eat...

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Skyla what is going on with you?

I stare at the two boys.  My mind is racing or is that my heart?

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"I am so hungry~!  I need something to eat~."

"There is the school lu--"

I cut Grant off by dragging him to a lonely empty hallway and pin him to the wall.  My eyes change.  *That is not a good thing*  Grant stares at me frightened.  I giggle and say, "Aww is Grant-Man scared~?"  Just as I am about to tear his heart out I feel a hand pull on mine.  I turn to find Kyle with a bucket.  He empties its contents over my head pulling me out of my monster hunts prey.  I look toward Kyle and then Grant with tears in my eyes.  "I-I-I..."  I look at my hands clench them and drop into unconscienceness.

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The cover was done by me.  Most photos will be done by me.  All poems will be written and owned by me.  I own all the characters in this book if there are any parallels to any other characters in any other books or movies it is merely coincidence.   The elven language I use is from Lord of the Rings using an english to elf translater.
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