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  1. Wattpad can be good and it can be bad. It can get dangerous if you're a reader because some people will use a fake title and cover, but when you click on it...let's just say sometimes they won't give you what you expect. As a writer, it's a good way to get your writing out there, but you have to be careful. (As with all the internet lol)
  2. Assisted living! Lol I'm gonna die laughing!
  3. lol joke! Joke! I always use an older age than I actually think when guessing people's age. lol
  4. Hola and welcome! I have a friend who has the same problem, she'll write a novel, get a few chapters away from the end, and stop. I used to have that problem for no reason until I forced myself out of it. To get out of the habit I'd go back to the first one I dropped and I'd pick it up and carry it to the end.
  5. That's almost exactly how I make my stories! A picture of characters (normally two) with a fantasy world in the background.
  6. Yes, it is part of a bigger story. This is just a little jot down I made of the idea.
  7. Yeah, I'll get it professionally edited. I'm thinking about making an author website for a platform starter.
  8. I'm a complete noob to this whole writing and publishing thing and I have a 22,000 word novella that I'm going to publish after I edit it. I've read internet post after internet post and they almost all disagree. I don't have a platform of any sort so I assume that would make it harder to traditionally publish...? #Needhelp #Don'tknowwhattodo #Publishingiscomplicated
  9. Sarah and Erin, I looked it up. Tom Hanks switches from religion to religion. He's been a mormon, greek orthodox, etc.
  10. I've never heard of Jane and I've only watched four movies that Tom played in. Toy story, Toy story 2, Toy story 3 and Toy story 4. Lol.
  11. “Are we going to the mall again, Mollie?!” Freedom squealed excitedly. Mollie and her dad went to the mall every other Saturday. “Hurry, Mollie!” Her dad called from downstairs. “The quicker we leave the more time we have to shop!” “That answer your question?” Mollie smiled as she tied her shoes. “Eek! I wonder what we’ll find!” Freedom squealed again. “Who knows!? But if we don’t get out of here we’ll never find out.” Mollie ran to the door. “Ready?” She asked. “No. I want to be able to touch and feel and move things! Not to mention it’s uncomfortable!” Freedom whined. “If you don’t everyone will see you. You know you’re not a normal imaginary friend, Freedom. You never have been. Now, caged!” Mollie said as she opened the door and ran down the stairs. As soon as she had said “caged” Freedom disappeared. At the mall “Oh Mollie, look at that one!” Freedom ran to a blue flowered dress with poofy sleeves in the window of a store. “Mollie?” Freedom asked when Mollie didn’t say anything. “Oh, shoot! I’m caged! Mollie! Mollie!” Freedom called, but in vain. For no one, not even Mollie, could hear or see her when she was caged. She was trapped. Five years later Please, please, be here! Freedom thought as she once again walked the mall on a Saturday evening in hopes of finding her best friend. “Yow!” Freedom squeaked and picked up her foot. She had stubbed her toe on something. “Stupid fo…I touched something! I touched something!” Freedom laughed in happiness and excitement. For she could only touch two things when she was caged. The floor, and a rock. A rock that she and Mollie had painted purple and hidden in Central Park in case she got lost. Freedom had already gone to where they’d hidden the rock and found that it Latin for freedom. If anybody says this word within earshot of her, she will be free again. People will be able to see her. She will be able to touch things and move things. wasn’t there. On the bottom of the rock is one word. Libertas, pronounced Lee-bert-ase will be like a human being again. Freedom looked down and saw a pink backpack, by a bench she had walked through, that was only half zipped. She stuck her hand in through the side of the backpack, grabbed the rock, and pulled it out through the opening. “Oh, Mollie! I’ll find you yet!” Freedom whispered to the air as she examined the rock. Now the only thing she had to do was get whoever's found the rock to say Libertas. It shouldn’t be to hard right? The rock had the word painted in capital letters on the bottom of it. “Now, who do you belong to, rock?” Freedom put the rock back where she found it and looked around trying to find someone who looked like they were missing something. Sure enough a girl showed up and pointed at the backpack. She looked to be about 12. She was holding a lady’s (probably her mom’s) hand. She picked up her backpack and they left the mall. I Freedom followed them all the way. When they got in the car, she got in the car. When they walked into their home, she walked into their home. Freedom learned from the conversation that they had in the car that the girl’s name was Emma. And when Emma went into her room, threw her backpack on the floor and sat on her bed, Freedom stood next to her. Freedom waited until Emma left her room then she took the rock out of Emma’s backpack and set it perfectly in the middle of her bed. When Emma came back in her room and saw the rock on her bed she made a face that said “Okay, now I’m just freaked out”. She picked the rock off her bed and examined it. “Lie-bar-tis?” She tried to pronounce the word on the bottom of the rock. Freedom face palmed. “Oh! I know this! Two weeks of Latan class has finally paid off.” She laughed at herself. Just say it already! Please! Freedom thought. “Libertas.” Emma whispered under her breath, just loud enough for Freedom to here. Freedom appeared standing behind Emma. She felt herself. She could feel herself! She could touch things and move things and breath! She was Free again. On the other hand, Emma was totally freaked out and she had pushed herself against the wall trying to get as far away from Freedom as possible. “I don’t believe in ghosts.” She repeated over and over. “Good thing. Cause I’m no ghost. I’m an imaginary friend. My name’s Freedom and you just saved me from being stuck between dimensions for the rest of eternity. Thank you.” “Uhhh, your welcome, I guess.” She got off the wall and examined Freedom while she told her the whole story. “Wait you’re telling me that you’re not a magic, but a simple piece of this Molly girl’s imagination? That’s not hard to believe at all. Caged.” She tried it out. “No, don’t..” Freedom disappeared. “Libertas,” She reappeared with a sigh of relief. “That’s incredible.” Emma breathed. “Yeah, incredible. Never do it again.” “Okay, okay. What do you want me to do?” “To do?” Freedom asked. “You’ve said the word. You’ve freed me. I need no more from you.” “You said you needed to find Molly. I want to help.” “Fine. Do you have cash?” “How did you convince your parents to let you go out alone on a Saturday evening?” Freedom stepped off the bus. “Ehh… I just kind of told them I was going out with some friends from my class.” Emma shrugged. “Huh,” Freedom said as she walked up towards the front door of a two story house. “That’s odd. Molly’s parents never let her have night parties.” She stepped into a house full of seventeen year old girls she didn’t recognize, except for one. “Umm, looks like you got a couple middle school guest, Moll!” One of them laughed and pointed at Freedom and Emma. “They must just have the wrong house. I’ll take care of it,” Molly walked towards us. She had aged so much since the last time Freedom had seen her. She had on a knee length dress and all kinds of jewelry. “Listen, I don’t know who you are or what you’re doing here, but you’d better leave this house, right now. You’re embarrassing me in front of my friends.” She whispered harshly. “You don’t recognize me?” Freedom quivering voice asked. “Why would I recognize you? I’ve never…” She gasped and walked them to the backyard away from the party. “You kind of left me at the mall five years ago. Remember that?” “I left no one at any mall. Ever. And right now I’m asleep in my bed dreaming all of this.” She said more to herself than Freedom and shook her head. “What?” Freedom's eyes clouded with tears. “Eight years ago I was emotionally unstable and I had no friends so I made an imaginary friend I would call Freedom. When I was twelve, five years ago, I grew out of it. Freedom was never real. It was just a figment of my imagination. I told myself that she was magic and that she could be seen by other people. And you, kid, are just some random person who picked the wrong house and reminded me of Freedom. Now, leave me.” She turned her head from them. Tears streamed down Freedoms cheeks and she ran out of the yard, shaking her head. “Caged.” She cried and made herself disappear. “Look at what you’ve done!” Emma almost screamed at Molly. “Libertas!” She called, but Freedom had her ears plugged she didn’t want to be a part of a world with stupid humans who treated each other like garbage. A world where her very best friend would turn against her. “I’ve done nothing.” Molly walked back into the house and partied like nothing had happened. “Freedom! Please,” Emma cried. “Libertas!” She hung her head. “Molly’s right, Emma,” Freedom’s voice said. Emma looked up. Freedom was in front of her. “I’m not real. There’s no reason I should’ve bugged you with my problems in the first place...My imaginary problems.” “But that’s not true. You’re as real as I am and as real as she is.” “Wanna hear a secret? All imaginary friends go through this. They get grown out of. I have the ability to speak with them. I thought I was different. I thought that Molly was different, but I was wrong.” She shook her head. Freedom and Emma embraced and cried together. They remained friends forever. Freedom was never again caged. She was adopted into Emma’s family and they lived together as sisters from then on. The end
  12. Yeah, I know. It won't let me in there yet so I just posted here.
  13. I would love to be a part of the PK bible project.
  14. Amen! I'm a pastor's daughter and I can totally relate with you! I always feel like I've got to be an example to lead others to Christ.
  15. Hi, my name's Micaiah and, well, obviously I love to write! I enjoy writing fantasy with just enough magic to make it interesting. I also enjoy horseback riding (I compete), chess, land-animal training, and homeschool co-op. I really like this site so far! There's so much to read! Just seeing all these other Christian writers really inspires my to write more. I don't really know what else to say. Lol!
  16. I would've made it longer and more understandable if the competition didn't have a 500 word limit.
  17. This is just a little short fiction I plan on entering into a competition soon. I put it here so I could get some feedback. And if you see something wrong with it please, tell me in the comments. LOL I need all the help I can get. ….. “This one must have instructions.” Mistie told herself as she knocked on a door. Nobody answered. She pushed the door open and entered the house. She set her necklace on a table and walked up the stairs. “Hello?” She called as she entered a room with only one small table in the middle. The table had a tiny bed and nightstand on it. She shrank to 2 inches tall so that she could get a better look at them. “How…” A girl also 2 inches tall popped out from behind the bed. “Hi! I’m Mistie! I’ve never met anybody with the same special ability as me! How cool is that?!” “Umm…” The girl sputtered. “I’m Sasha. What’s a special ability? Never mind. Can you make me big?” “Sure,” Mistie reached for her necklace only to find it wasn’t there. “Aww, nuts. I left my necklace down stairs. More adventure for us I guess.” She smiled and shrugged. “What does the necklace have to do with anything?” “I need it to change form, but it’s no biggie. We just have to go downstairs and get it.” Mistie glanced over the edge of the table in an attempt to find a way down. “Downstairs?! We can’t just go downstairs!” “Why not?” She was to busy pushing the mattress off the table to notice the horror on Sasha’s face. “You notice our size, don’t you?” Sasha asked. Thunk. The mattress landed on the floor and Mistie jumped down after it. “Yeah, 2.3 inches! Now, jump!” Mistie called up. Sasha wondered why she would ever trust this stranger, but she jumped off the edge anyway. “I just jumped off a three foot high table...” She mumbled to herself in shock as she got off the mattress. “So tell me,” Mistie said as she jumped down another stair step. “How’d you get this size if it’s not your special ability?” “I don’t know. My father found me as a tiny baby. He almost stepped on me,” she chuckled. “I’ve lived here ever since.” “Probably cursed that way. Your dad ever see you in a different size?” Mistie jumped down the last step. Sasha shook her head. “Well, he’s about to.” “What do you mean?” “You said he should be back from his work trip any minute, right?” She nodded. “Any minute now I’ll have us both the size we should be.” Mistie circled the leg of the table that held her necklace. They climbed up the leg and placed their hands on the necklace. “You’re sure this’ll work?” Sasha asked with her eyes closed. “Grosse!” Mistie smiled and they changed into normal sized people. “Wasn’t that fun?” She tied the necklace around her neck. Just then Sasha’s father walked into the room and gasped at the sight of his daughter, joy in his eyes. The end
  18. I read this book straight from 6pm to 11pm with no breaks. I've got quite a few thing to say about it. 1. The grammar is horrible. (you can ignore this if this is only your first draft) You need to work on your editing. Like seriously, read it over and edit it a dozen times before you ever think of sending it in to a publishing company or indie publishing. 2. You really need to distinguish whether Larsh is male or female. 3. Plot holes. You've got a couple plot holes that need fixing. 4. You don't need to replace God with gosh just to avoid using the Lord's name in vain. What do readers think when they see gosh? They think God. They automatically replace the word with God. To avoid this you could use goodness or something else. 5. The overall story line. Is awesome! The amount of creativity put into this story is exceptional to say the least. Definitely publish worthy. Ps. No hard feelings. I'm just trying to be a good beta reader and point out what needs to be fixed in your story.
  19. There I was, running as fast as I could in my human form. Trying to somehow escape the trouble that I’d gotten myself into, but it was hopeless. And I knew it, but I ran anyway. I made a sharp right turn into an evergreen forest trying to throw them off my tail so I could get back to base without risking anything. The men who were chasing me were dressed similar to policemen, but they weren’t the good guys. They were armed with neutralization guns with bullets filled with a liquid that would put you to sleep. They had on bullet proof vests that had the letters G-S-H. They Stood for “General Shapeshifter Hunters”. That’s exactly what they did. They hunted shapeshifters, like myself, and experimented on them. Luckily, they hadn’t gotten ahold of any of us yet. Otherwise they could use their knowledge to capture us all. I changed into a cheetah and zig-zagged around the trees, but that didn’t work either. Just as I was about to change into a field mouse and try hiding from them, I was shot in the shoulder blade with a dart. I used every last bit of energy I had left to get as far away from them as possible. And the next thing I knew I’d hit the ground unable to get up. I was losing consciousness. The last thing I remember was hearing was the calls of the men and the commands that Mathew called to the gang. “She’s waking up!” I heard Willow’s faint voice say. It sounded like she was so far away. My head was throbbing and my whole body felt limp. My eyes flickered open, but all I could see was a blur. They finally adjusted and I started to realize my surroundings. We were at our base, a decent sized den that we’d dug for ourselves to hide in. “That was a close one, Adira. You’ve really gotta be more careful the trouble you get yourself into.” Mark said. “Yes, Mother.” I picked up my head and joked with him. But my smile faded when I remembered the dream I had when I was asleep. I laid back down and stared at the ceiling. “Had that memory dream again, huh?” Willow read my mind. I nodded. Ever since I I could remember I'd dream about my past. I never had a family. My parents had left me at a park when I was only five. And it wasn’t some accident, they didn’t want me. For years I stayed at that same park and I waited. The regulars started to bring me food because they noticed my situation. The park was at the very edge of town and there was a wood near it. I’d go there and play with the animals when I was bored. They were my only family. When I was around ten I started to realize my powers. The love I had for land animals triggered a magic in me that gave me the ability to transform into any land animal I pleased. One night when I was fourteen I made a terrible mistake. Normally before transforming at night when no one was around I’d walk the area and make sure no one was watching me, that night however, I didn’t. A G-S-H stood hidden in the shadows with a camera while I took the form of an owl. From then on I was hunted by them. I couldn’t hide because they knew how to pick me out from the rest of the animals. My left leg was always pure white. Mathew spoke up with his back to me. “Adira,” His frustrated tone said. “You put us all in danger. Again.” We were both seventeen and we were the same size, but he had a way of making everybody feel like he was the leader. “I’m sorry, it was an accident.” I mumbled and sat up against the wall. “It’s always an accident. You notice the responsibilities you have, don’t you?” There was that lecture he had given me so many times before. I looked over at Willow beside me and started silently mocking him and his adult like attitude. She giggled and did the same. “I had it under control. They never would've gotten me, I’m a Mètamorphe Porderosa.” He pulled a dart out of his pocket and held it up for me to see. “That’s right. You are a Mètamorphe Porderosa. You’re supposed to lead us into safety not a lab.” I knew he was right. And it tore me up. I left base, jumped and changed into a hawk. I flew as fast as I could trying to fight the tears that threatened to come. I could barely hear Willow’s hoof beat over the wind as she racedc after me. I landed swiftly in a tree branch and tried hiding from her. Willow’s beautiful gold color and dark main shown in the sunset like magic. Hiding didn’t work very well, she found me and changed back to her human form at the bottom of the tree. Stupid white leg. “Adira, please come down! Mathew was just over reacting!” She called up to me. Seeing that the branch was strong enough to hold me I changed into my original form and called back down to her. “He wasn’t over reacting and you know it! Just go away!” I didn’t really want her to go. I needed somebody to talk to. I looked down into her crystal blue eyes and was reminded of how we met. One night four years ago I was trying to get to Mississippi farther away from the G-S-H that were on my tail. I was trying to follow the back roads as a racoon as hidden as possible. That’s when a black van passed me, knowing that they would come back around to find me I’d jumped a fence that led into a pasture and changed into a white horse. I noticed that there was only one other horse in the pasture and she wasn’t coming to check me out so I decided that I was gonna go check her out. I trotted over and she turned her back and started walking the other direction. That’s was not normal horse behavior, they were a very social species. Knowing that she must be a shifter like myself I trotted up to her side changed form and put my hand on her side. She instantly changed form as well. “How did you know?” She spat. “I have my ways. But we need to hide. Fast!” I glanced over at the van lights that were pointed at us. “Follow me.” She changed back into a horse and galloped towards a barn. “Why did you lead them to me? Do you know how much I’ve lost because of the G-S-H? Do you know how many years I’ve hidden from them?” She glared at me once we were safely hidden in a stall and in our human forms. “No, but I assume you’re about to tell me. Listen I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to cause any trouble. I’ll probably be out of here by dawn or sooner, okay.” Before she could answer I snapped my fingers and changed into a mouse. I was about to scurry into a hole in the wall when she stopped me. “Wait, you have two animals?” I changed back. “No, I have all of them.” I grinned and started rapidly changing into all kinds of random species. She gasped and fell on one knee. “Please, except my humble apology. I had no idea you were a Metamorphe Porderosa.” “Get up.” I smiled and offered her a hand up. She got up and we shook hands. “I’m Adira.” “I’m Willow.” She smiled back. From then on we’d been best friends. “I’m not going away!” She called up to me. I scurried down the tree as a squirrel and met her at the bottom in my form. “I’m scared, Willow. I don’t know how much more of this I can take.” I could feel warm tears roll down my face. “And Mathew hates that I’m a Mètamorphe Porderosa. He hates me.” “He doesn’t hate you. He’s just like you. He’s just as, if not more scared than you are. Remember when we met him?” He was…” She didn’t say anymore. She didn’t have to. We both remembered when we’d met Mathew. Willow and I had just gotten done with mowing a couple lawns two years ago. We were walking into an Olive Garden. With the money we earned we were finally going to eat decent. They sat us down at a two person table and we immediately drowned ourselves in conversation about things like the G-S-H and what we were going to order. The waiter came and asked for our order. “Aren’t you a little young to be working at a place like this?” Willow asked the waiter kind of rudely. “I’m fifteen and my dad owns the place. Now what would you like to order?” He took our orders and left. Just as he was about to enter the kitchen two men were seated next to us. “Nuts.” I muttered when I realized the men were G-S-H. Willow and I quickly exited the building and ran around back behind the dumpsters only to find that the waiter who took our order was back there as well. His face was etched with pure fear. I nudged Willow when she was probably about to make a comment about the waiter. I had to find another spot to change form in since this boy was here. Before I could move an inch my ears caught the sound of footsteps coming toward us. We didn’t have any time. “Willow, now!” I didn’t even bother to try and stay quiet. Willow changed form and I quickly mounted her. We were about to take off at a gallop when the waiter stopped us. Immediately knowing from his lack of shock at Willow’s transformation and his hiding from the G-S-H that he was a shifter I dismounted Willow. “What are you?” I asked him quickly. “Do you have to know?” I gave him a we could just leave you here look. “Okay fine, I’m a tortoise. Not embarrassing at all.” He said sarcastically. “Perfect.” I smiled. “Meet us at the river a couple miles south of here.” I told Willow and she took off at a gallop towards the river. “changs form. Now!” The G-S-H stepped behind the dumpster and were now starting to shoot at us. I changed into an eagle, grabbed his shell with my talons and started flying as hard and fast as I could. When we were safely at the river we had the waiter explain. “My name’s Mathew and I got my power from my love of reptiles. My family breeds snakes, tortoises and lizards. I had to run away from home to keep them safe from the G-S-H. I got a waiting job at Olive Garden as a cover up.” We started traveling away from the G-S-H together from then on. “Yeah,” I muttered. I couldn’t tell Willow the truth about how I felt. “I need some time to think. If you need me I’ll be at the stream.” I told her as I changed form and flew off. I sat at the edge of the steam. Its water trickled through rocks and curved through turns. Dusk had come. The crickets chirped and a coyote called in the distance. I looked up at the star filled sky and thought about our gang. How we fit together so well. I thought about the G-S-H and how we would eventually escape them. I thought about how my friends all had families to go back to afterwards. I knew that when the G-S-H were off our tail the. I would lose the only family I’ve ever had. That’s why I got into so much trouble. The gang thought it was just me fooling around and not being careful of the G-S-H, but the truth was that I purposely kept us only one step ahead of them. My friends deserved a family and I shouldn’t get in the way of that. I flew back home slowly and entered the borrow, but as I looked into the eyes of the gang, Willow, Mathew and Mark, I knew that I couldn’t lose another family. “Alright, you can do this, Addy,” I breathed. “Just act as much like an animal as possible.” It was dawn and I was about to do something extremely daring and kind of stupid. I changed into a deer and ran right out in front of the G-S-H that were searching for me. They immediately noticed my leg and started shooting. I ran and dodged like my life depended on it because it did. A sharp pain suddenly came in my left leg. My white leg. That was not part of the plan. My form changed by itself. I was human again. Not good. All I could do was watch as several men came up and cuffed my hands and feet and dragged me into their vehicle I groaned as I woke up to the sound of Willow’s voice. “Adira! Adira! You have to wake up!” Her voice rang in my head. “What?” I groaned again. “Wake up! You have to get us out of here!” Her words hit me like the dart and I was suddenly aware of my surroundings. I was locked in a cage and Willow was next to me. I went to grab the bars and ask what was going on when something stopped me. I was chained to the floor. “You’ve gotta change, Adira. Anything that has small enough arms and legs that you can slip through those cuffs and_” She stopped when two men walked into the room. “We’ve hit the jackpot here, boss. See this one? He’s a seventeen year old boy without a record. He’s a fruit bat. This one over here’s called Mathew Henix. He’s also seventeen, but he has a record. We’ve been searching for him for about 5 years now. He’s a Texas tortoise. And see this one? She’s a little devil. Been looking for her for about seven years now. She’d also seventeen and she’s a Buckskin horse.” The first man stopped talking and glared at Willow. “How about this one? She looks…promising.” The second man gave me an evil grin. “Oh, that one,” He forced his attention off Willow. “She’s seventeen. She has the biggest record of all of them. She’s been seen as dozens of different kinds of animals, but when we took her blood test it showed that she was totally normal.” He shrugged and then started glaring at Willow again. “And you say you’ve tracked them all over the country for years?” “Yup. Sure are clever little kids.” “They’re not kids, they’re animals. They’re mutts! But they sure are worth quite a few bucks.” “I take that as a compliment, thank you.” Mark gave the second man a fake smile. “Shut up, bat!” His loud voice echoed off the walls of the small room. “Now, what did you say they were each worth?” They walked out of the room. “Now, Adira.” Willow whispered when we were sure the men had left. I tried to change into a gecko, but it didn’t work. “Any day now, Adira.” Mark joked. “Um, guys… it’s not working.” I said when my attempt to change into a ferret failed. “What do you mean it’s not working?! It always works! You’re a_” Mathew started, but I cut him off. “I know what I am!” My voice was much louder and harsher I meant it to be. Four other men suddenly opened the door to the room and pick up my cage from the corners. They fit it through the double doors and carried me into another room with a man wearing a mask that I’d seen doctors wear. When the four other men left the room he pulled out a needle and stuck it in my arm. I watched as he took my blood from my body and put it in a machine. After around half an hour of sitting there with the scary doctor and the noise machine the man from before came in. The one that the first man had called boss. “So doc, what is it?” “Well sir, her tests come in totally normal. She seems to simply be a normal teenage girl.” “How is that possible? I just got back from looking at her records. She’s been seen as a cheetah, a mouse, a hawk, and dozens more. She can’t be normal…” “Maybe you just made a mistake and grabbed the wrong girl, but I can tell you right now, sir, that this is just a girl and nothing else. And we’re not allowed to take captive any normal person. We must release her.” The doctor said. “Very well then,” he pressed a button on the wall and two other armed men came in. “Free this one.” “But, sir. I’ve been personally hunting this girl down for years and you just want to free her? No!” “Do you want to keep your job, mr. Joe?” That was all it took. The two men quickly pulled me out of the cage and walked me all the way out of the building. They opened a door and threw me out like garbage, but I was out! All I had to do was free the gang. I tried time and time again to change into a mouse, but nothing worked. I guessed the evil doctor was right. I was normal. I was powerless, but that would never stop me from saving my family. I sneaked in through an unlocked and unguarded door. These people really needed to upgrade their security. After walking through several empty hallways I finally found the room with the cages. “No questions. We just need to get out of here. Willow, I need your speed.” I whispered as I fiddled with the keys hung on the wall. After unlocking the cages one by one I showed them the way out. “Now can we ask questions?” Mark asked. “That was a question,” I laughed. “They tested my blood and it turned out normal. They let me out and then I snuck back in and freed y’all. What more is there to explain?” “How about the fact that you didn’t simply change form and free us when you had the chance.” Willow said. “Or the fact that you were near the G-S-H in the morning before we were even awake.” Mathew piped in. “No time. We need to go now!” The G-S-H were just behind us. Willow, Mark and Mathew changed form. Willow picked Mathew up by the shell with her mouth while I mounted and let Mark cling onto my arm with his bat claws. Willow wasn’t strong enough to carry us all when we were in human form so this was our substitute. She took off galloping faster than the wind while I clung to her main for dear life. I felt myself start to slip off her back and Mark let go of my arm. I hit the ground. Pain flowed through my body with the sudden impact of the earth, but at the same time I could feel powers in my blood. I tried, but I simply couldn’t change form no matter how much the power in my veins wanted me to. “Get up, Adira! If they catch us again they won’t ever let us out.” Mathew must have left Willow and Mark to come get me. My legs refused to help me get off the ground and my heart beat like a rocket. I knew that if the G-S-H caught me again my blood test would never come out normal. “Mathew,” I breathed and took his hand. “Don’t drop me.” I smiled and he immediately turned into a pure black horse right underneath me. “Don’t think. Just go.” I held onto his main and braced myself. He galloped faster and smoother than Willow ever had. We escaped them and found Willow and Mark. I tumbled off and changed Mathew back. “How?” They all asked in sync. “I followed my instincts, that’s how.” I answered with a smile, but I knew it was fake. I wasn’t happy. I would have to tell them why I kept getting in trouble. And my powers, how I couldn’t use them any more. “That was awesome! You girls get to do that every day?” Mathew exited shock mode. Willow and I nodded, both of us knowing that speed was one of our best thrills. “My turn,” Mark raised his hand. “I want to be a falcon!” “You can already fly.” Willow argued. “Yeah, but not fast.” He stuck his tongue out at her childishly. We all laughed. “I’m gonna go take a walk. I need some time to think about all that’s happened.” I fibbed and left them. Once I was out of eyesight I started jogging away. I couldn’t be with them anymore. I just caused trouble and danger. I would have to run from the G-S-H by myself and after that… I tripped over a tree root and fell. “Keep it together, Adira,” I scolded myself. “You’ve gotten yourself and your only friends into enough trouble. You’ve lost your powers and your only family. You don’t need to go tripping too.” I felt warm tears on my cheeks. I wanted so badly to change form a leave them faster. The farther away the better. Or so I thought. And I started jogging again. Hooves against dry earth. Willow was following me. “Adira!” She called after she changed into her human form. “We should be getting back to base. It’s lunch time.” “Yeah, sure…” I mounted her and she took me back. I’d have to leave them at night when everyone was asleep. “You still haven’t answered our questions, Adira.” Mark said over a lunch of PBJ in our base. “I-I lost my powers,” I stuttered. “That’s why I didn’t change form in the cage…” Their faces went blank. No one had ever heard of a shifter losing her powers. “I’m sure you didn’t lose them,” Willow obviously tried to cover the nervousness in her voice. “After all, you did change Mathew into a murgese. You must have just lost the ability to change your own form on command. We can fix that… somehow.” “Wait, where’s Mathew?” I looked around. Why I hadn’t noticed that he wasn’t there before, I’ll never know. “He went out for a walk. Just like you. He’ll be back any minute now.” Mark answered with a shrug. “That minute’s now,” He walked into base. “Adira, can we talk?” I stuffed the last bit of my sandwich in my mouth and followed him out. “So?” I asked once we’d walked half a mile away from base. “This sound familiar? Great job, Adira. You’ve lost your powers and your only family.” I gasped. He’d followed me. I didn’t want to answer any questions he had. “Oh look,” I noticed a movement in the corner of my eye. “An eastern grey squirrel.” I chuckled nervously. “You’re stalling.” He gave me a “I could wait all day” look and I just couldn’t hold it any longer. I blurted out everything I’ve felt over the past few years. It felt so good to tell him, I later told the rest of the gang about my past and how I saw them as family. Of course, they comforted me and we went on running from the G-S-H together. And after I’d gotten it all off my mind I got my powers back. All it took was a little bit of family and a whole lot of love. Eventually when the G-S-H were off our tails they all went back to their homes and I visited often. I would stay in the ol’ park until another adventure came up.
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