Remus

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My whole world was ripped from me on November first. I had received the dreadful news as I was lying in bed, recovering from a recent transformation. I had no one left, no cared about me. I was just this-this monster. My best friends, the only ones who truly understood me, where gone. Three of them dead, one of them the reason it happened at all. How could he? Why would he? We trusted him, loved him, protected him from those horrible people that he called his parents. So why did he turn? Why?

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