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People will assume the worst about me. There was a reason why I wasn't in fairy tales. I was too realistic and my brother was easy to believe. He was the one who everyone put their trust into. With that said, everyone only had to look at me before deciding I wasn't worth their time. Always assuming I was the bad guy. Until I was tired of being the good or the bad. I didn't have the patience of a villain or the soul of a hero. So I settle for in between, I was undecided to which I was. Some days I was the "good girl", and then I was enemy the next. Even though I was convinced into helping my pack with they're problems, I did it for the benefit of me. But when the time came to leave, I was left with the choice of life or death. Leaving my home or staying and dying. The alternative of death always seemed pleasing until you were so close to it. And at the moment, I loathed death with every fiber of my being.
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