Ghost Bird Fan fiction (Spoiler!: The boys are werewolves) Waking up in the forest is disorienting. You wake up confused with no idea where you came from and, more often than not, unsure of where you're going. Trust me, I've just woken up in the middle of the forest. I'm pretty sure I look like shit. I was curled up under this massive oak tree and have a pain in my neck whenever I turn I the wrong way. Fan-fucking-tastic. Well, Sang, look on the Brightside. You are finally away from Them. Those motherfuckers that you once called family. Then again, if you don't find you away of the forest there's a good chance they'll send the dogs out after me.
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