The Soldier Werewolf

tors" I told her as I picked up my crouches and headed towards the stairs, so I was a bit quiet for a while as a thought came to my mind that my mother doesn't deserve this kind of cold treatment, so

r, I was tired of my present predicament and needed someone who can explain to me what is going on in my life right now, I couldn't help but have different thoughts as the water cascade over my head, I wished I could just stay here much longer but I have to see the park and know if what happened last night did not leave traces that might be traced back to me because I don't know if there was more to the event that took place earlier this morning, I had thought it

s and am already feeling good about my body; strange but ok. " where to boss"? The driver asks "please take me to the Hospital General down Fifth Avenue. How do I begin the conversation with Sarah, I hope she doesn't ignore me like she did yesterday, and I hope I can convince her to run some tests on me. I have seen a couple of movies back then when I was much younger where werewolves and vampires would often fight and as a child knew these things are not real, how do I mention to someone that I was bitten by a werewolf and now am a were

ple just feel this compulsory almost necessary pity on anyone who happens to be handicapped, I think there is always this compulsive nature of always trying to help. I had to immediately put on my acts and deliver well on my scripts " Am a soldier, I was brought back because of this injury" and suddenly I witnessed a turn of events when she said, " Oh dear"! and just when I was preparing my next line I saw Sarah standing right next to me " Are you not supposed to be in bed and

" I said in the most polite way I best know how, the young lady looks at me in the most disgusting way like someone who don't give a fuck, of course, I deserve whatever cold tre