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Once again I hear the wolf howl, I feel her legs stretch as she runs once again. The moonlight is faint as she runs from the unknown. I see them in the distance, praying for help from people whom I used to call best friends, but I'm afraid tonight I am on my own.

A feeling of dread rips through my chest as our legs falter, one mistake could be the end of it all. I'm haunted by these piercing howls, the unknown fate of becoming a slave or being free, of them.

To start off, I think a bit of history will do. I have grown up with parents and family that likes to push me around. I hav always done what other people told me too, even if it wasnt in the most gracious way. But i am known for being the little pushover. That part of me will never go away, but i am going to take a stand.
Enough is enough.
No more will i let people push me around. No more controlling me with your snide comments and backstabbing jibes. If you hav a problem with me, i am right... Read full post