They, they took her. She's gone. I can't believe it. Malia was my only friend. Now I'm stuck out here. All alone.
When they started walking her out of the woods, I peaked around a tree looking in the direction of her. Then by surprise a teenage boy that came out of nowhere and turns around and looks at me.
I'm scared out of my mind, they took her now they might take me. I run as fast and far away as I can. Hoping that they wouldn't catch me and I would end with Malia at her side.
I duck behind a tree, hiding from anyone that could've followed me, nothing. Malia was a human. Utterly disgusting.
If your all confused, I'm a were-coyote. I have almost the same sad story as Malia. My father was abusive to me after he found out that I was a were-coyote. He thought I was dead. He dragged me out into the woods, covering me in dirt and sticks.
Then he just left. The good man I once knew to be my father was gone. Now a murderer.
All because my mother disappeared and left us.
Things got better after Malia joined me. Things were calmer now that we could take down food together. Now she's gone. And I don't know what to do.
My name was Kezeah Lehrer, the reason I said 'was' is because I technically don't exist anymore.
I spent 2 nights in our cave before the police came in. Then I ran off, closer to the town.
He found me, a large man dressed in leather. New poked me with something causing the world around me to spin and darken. I thought this is it. This is the end of me.
What yeah think? Should I continue?