I wrote this when I was 14 and in my emo phase, I am now 17 going on 18 and it makes me want to die.
Please refrain from reading this mess filled with plot holes horrible character development and characters that just randomly disappear. I will not rewrite or even attempt to edit this because it gives me a small aneurism whenever I even look at it. If you are a fan of cringe, like Depp painful cringe, then please, be my guest.
You have been warned.
Also please don't hold me accountable for ignorant younger me's 'I'm a special snowflake because I listen to MCR and everyone who listens to main stream pop is cancerous' attitude. We were all super obnoxious at one point in our lives.
Please just finally let this story die.
Like it deserves to.
YOU ARE READING
Facing our demons
Werewolfpreviously titled 'mine' He let out what sounded like a growl of pleasure before he continued to rub his fur against me. Warm tears fell down my cheeks as I realised I wasn't going to see my pack again. The purring wolf stopped when he saw my state...
