Some people might think I'm sweet. Some might think I'm kind, but really, I'm a peaceful person with violent rage inside. It all started when I was 3. I found out that I was part wolf and I was so freaked out thhat I stayed in my room, for a week, trying to figure out what that ment.
"BASIL! Get out of that room! Now! u need to clean our landury," my mom yelled. Did I mention she was a drug atic and abusive? Well, only one jaar after this, me and Ridge got adopted to a nice woman who took care of us, even though she was dieing.
"Would u give Basil a break? She's trying to prosess the thought...
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