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case of mistaken identities on the battlefield or they could have just been missing, to return home when the battle was over. When the words “I'm sorry.” came out of Elder Tobais’s mouth, I froze. I didn’t drop to the floor, I didn’t scream, I just stood there in the doorway staring through him. The words “I’m sorry” aren’t final but being at their funeral was final. There was no mistaken identities or missing person in the caskets. It was my parents laying there, cold and gone. Matt was there for me for that. The whole pack was. I’m glad that I had family outside of my family when it came to things like that. I tried to switch my direction of thinking and thought, “Maybe Matt is right and we can still be on good terms.” I shrugged my shoulders and went to the fridge. I don’t know why I even opened the doors to the fridge, I wasn’t hungry. “Maybe I’ll go for a run.” I thought. “Run?!” Azalea howled in my head. “Yes, a run Azalea.” I said in my mind to her. I closed the fridge door and went out the back door. I neatly folded my clothes on the back porch and pla

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glowing eyes, all red. When they noticed that I noticed them, the growling started. It started low and deep and slowly crescendoed. The growling was echoing in my ears so loud that I had to cover them. I didn’t notice that I was screaming until the growling stopped abruptly. One pair of eyes slowly inched out from behind the trees and they began circling me. The moonlight came out without any warning, and so did h

made my way down the hall to the kitchen careful not to make any noise. As soon as I turned the corner I saw Amelia with an apron on and I could smell smoke coming from the oven. I misstepped and stepped on the floor board that always creaked. Amelia whipped