The Hunt For Freedom

he car a lot. It was good practice and I was gaining control and range. My brothers thought I was just getting weirder and weirder when

dinner, a meal he would not eat even if his life was at stake. Mom knew what I was doing but played along. She asked him if he would like crab cakes for

. They are ok, as far as brothers go, but thankfully they are so into each other they rarely have time to bother me. They are really into designing and constructing buildings, and constantly have some type

sion didn't seem so hard. Every day I would hear them whining about their homework, so when they weren't a

" They screamed at me. Insult after insult they raged. I preten

ld tell she was intrigued. She showed me some cool problems with letters in them. Those were fun too. Somehow all those numbers and letters just made sense

ck. I like to draw weather events,uncontrolled power unleashed on unsuspecting souls. I liked hurricanes and tornadoes the best. I loved the power a storm generated. The inevitable destruction it would cause was fun to try to put on paper. Sometimes I would see a sto

e?" She sound

like that here, so I have to d

d," she stated, "How did

t been anywhere like this, it just seems like I have. Like drawing a

o advanced for your age and someone is bound to start asking

ng this at all. Should I pretend to be slow so as to not draw

normal. Here, with all the humans, you stand out. I don't want anyone looking too

od to do that, like a good stretch. She looked at me and my class

do not understand. Werecats are just legends, things for comic books and movie

'm a scary movie

ns are afraid they do s

ked. I perked up a litlle at t

other group. Either they are led by a crazy leader, or they just develop a mob m

she was leavi

d, trying to get som

ower wanted to get rid of whatever group they thought th

cat?" I ask, trying to make t

eep it that way. There are

his conversation. I was going to have to pay more atten

on't want to be the only one!" I am