I fixed my hawk eyes on a rat

I fixed my hawk eyes on a rat. There was a hunger burning inside my hawk body to eat it. Oh it looked so good. Ok Tobias you are still a boy I told myself but I wasn't listening. I dove down. I caught it within my talons and I knew I would kill it in a matter of seconds. I swooped off to a place where I could eat it and not worry about one of the others finding me. I didn't want to be found and if I had anything to do with it I won't be. I tore it apart. I ate the muscle off the bone and I loved it, well at least the hawk part of me did. It's a dog eat dog world and survival of the fittest which meant for the fittest to survive the unfit must die. Its was like that in the human world too. The big guys would come to the little and pick them off like a predator to its prey. They in a sense we like chickens they would find your weakness and peck on it until you drew your last breath. In some sense, I was insanely happy to be a hawk. I would never have to deal with that human side again. On the other hand, is that not what I had just done I killed that rat, yet I did it to survive in what has now become my world. The world of being no one of having no true place to belong. I would never understand this. My human side was too full of wonder the hawk brain only had one thing on its mind. Flying. My human and hawk side agrees on that one thing. Being in the air soaring so high above that no one can catch you. I always dreamed of flying away as a child now I had the chance. I was superman but without the X-ray vision. I had my own super-human power I was human/hawk and I could fly. I can fly. That's something no human can ever say he can do whenever he wants to. I grant you if you asked your parents they would tell you it was impossible to fly wherever and whenever you pleased. I can do that. I never have to deal with my Aunt and Uncle again. That's makes them happy .I am even happier. No more being a slave to people, I am free. Free to be my own man. I never have to put up with Mr. Chapman or any other teacher. Plus as an added bonus I can fly! As I am flying, I notice my old house. I wonder if she even knows I'm gone. Probably not. I miss having a family. Even though I have never had one of my own. I miss my mom and I even at times now miss my crazy aunt and drunkard uncle. All my life I have dreamed of having what all the Animorphs have. A loving family to run home to. Oh well I don't feel like having a pitty party so I leave you all with a final word. Never give up even when things look like they can't get any worse I assure you they can