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Werewolf Pt 6

Werewolf Pt 6

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Published by Jonathan Shuffler
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Jonathan ShufflerMs. MorinENGL 1103 01912 October 2011Werewolf (Part 6)Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to persons, places or events, unlessexplicitly noted, are coincidental.Blue. For some reason, I kept thinking of the color blue. I was cold. Little tingling achescrawled up my body. Everything was dark. I strictly remember lying on the ground when ithappened, but now I am on something much softer. Suddenly my eyes open. Light pours in as Iblink repeatedly, trying to see where I was.It looked familiar. There was a mirror, shelves, closet and that giant tree outside of thewindow to my left. My memory was fading back in. That was my mirror, shelves and closet. I
can’t say that I owned the tree,
but I did own the window it was spying on me through. This wasmy room.
I laughed at myself for such a slow start to the day. It was daytime wasn’t it? I looked out
the window, the suns rays waved back. Yep, it was. Blue. That color went through my mindagain. One of these days I will find out what blue means. I softly rolled over and yawned. Aflashing seven colon thirty flashed before my eyes. What an odd place to put that number. Itmeans something though.
“Now if I could just,” a searing pain went t
hrough my head. My skull felt like it wasgoing t
o collapse violently. “Where did that come from?” I thought to myself in a half growl half 
whine sort of way. I looked at the blinking numbers again. Seven thirty five. A small, ringing
 
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sound crept from inside my head as I stared at the red flashing numbers. The sound got louderand louder as a slight whistle echoed through my head. That was it! My alarm was going off! Isprang up to my feet in an instant. I fell to the floor even faster.
“Darn bedcovers!”
I yelled at my sheets as I untangled my foot from them. I rushed to themirror and brushed my teeth. There would be no time for breakfast this morning. Classes startedat eight. It was already seven forty. The rest of my morning was rushed and I hurried out the
door to my first class. I didn’t know what was coming.
 I rushed in and slammed into my seat. Professor Collins looked at me with his squinty,
 brown eyes as I slipped my books onto my desk. The room stopped as the clock just hit eight o’
five am.
“I see someone was sleeping in this morning.” He said with a dry, monotonous tone.
 The class laughed quietly among themselves as I looked around the room and attemptedto do the same. I opened the book to the page that the girl next to me was on. Her long, brownhair blocked her face. Somehow, I never noticed her. I mentally slapped myself for my lack of observation.She had long, sleek arms that were tannish brown. Her hair swished back and forth as she
took notes from the lecture. I couldn’t even hear C
ollins talking at the moment. My mind wassingularly focused, as if in a daze.
“…and what do you think about Carter’s take on heredity?” Collins said, staring right at
me.I looked over to him as he lowered his glasses and glared at me. My eyes looked at hisand I cracked a sideways smile and with a nervous shrug he rolled his eyes.

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