My Story... My life started with a scream...
A scream from a mother dying to a newly born me.
Then a cry...
A cry from a 7 year old me being abused by her father.
Then a bang...
A gun shot from a rouge commader to a 16 year old run away me...
I ran away from my group, the place I grew up in... I wanted to be free to live as a normal werewolf I always wanted to be... I never wanted to be a threat to anyone. I just wanna be free.
To live my life... Is that to much?