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I always thought nothing much ever happened in our small town. It wasn’t that town where everyone new everybo..

Prologue A small blotch of white on the dark canvas. I gripped the brush in my hand. I needed it to feel alive, ..

The lightening streaks through the sky A whip cracking against the darkness The thunder roars: A starved lion..

Suns set Days break So do our fragile hearts At what we face Misery consumes us And we cry Flowers..

It's about a girl who can change form to an animal

Prologue The scientist tapped his pen on his desk, troubled by what he had s..

My dirty-blonde hair morphs into short thick fur. Black spots appear on my body. My t..

Cole’s eyes opened slowly as he heard thee fam..

Well, this has taken a weird turn. I am in a cage wi..