Thinking back, I didn't realize that alot of the decisions I had made in my life were truly that smart. They seemed like good ideas at the time, but after awhile you kind of realize just how lucky you were to be alive. That's how I felt, sitting on the train, headed for home. I had just come from a meeting with the head of some acronym agency - you know, like the FBI, IRS, CIA, something or rather - and I had decided it was a really good idea to tell them all about me, myself, and I. Looking back, I realize that they were probably inclined to shoot me down on the spot, save that it would have caused a mess on the carpet.
In this bright idea of mine, I had decided to divulge to them the fact that I suffered from a terrible case of lycanthropy. At first, they all just stared at me. I was standing at the head of the table, grinning like an idiot trying to lighten the situation up some. Then someone, a man at the back, raised his hand and boldy asked - "What's that, some sort of mental issue?"
To say the least, I nearly howled in laughter. I'm lousy at attempting jokes, so I will admit, the pun was intended. I managed to twist my face into something that was nonchalant, and replied "No, good sir, it means I'm a werewolf." There was quiet, nothing to be said. What would you say if someone who was trying to talk to you about the dangers of monsters these days up and comes out with the fact that they're a werewolf?
It wasn't pleasant. I was ridiculed, shouted at, and nearly got myself thrown out before I calmly agreed to just leave. Because you know, nice people like them don't associate with the likes of me. And the likes of me, however, need nice people like them in order to survive. It's a double edged sword.
Well, anyways, it's not good to dwell on the past, is it? Alright, it was an hour ago, but that's past enough for me. I'm hungry and my stop just got closer. Time for a real grand dose of grease and fats for me, then I'll feel better about the whole situation. I always do. Indulge yourself some, you never know, you might actually enjoy it.
Okay, Sorry, that was ridiculous. You'll probably end up making the toilet your new best friend. In the very real and very cold, tiled floor sense.
I jumped off the train at my stop and hurried up the subways stairs, out into the bright light of the sun. Squinting, I turned to look down the street to where I thought was the nearest fast food restaurant.


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My name is Katy. I'm a girl living in Deadmonton. Canada. I like alot of things but I am obsessed with... Jack@$$ & Wildboyz, Will Ferrell, Nathan Petrelli, Tetris, Stephen King, Gintama, Shaman King/Tao Ren, Final Fantasy, Abe Sapien, Our Lady Peace, Reno, Colorado, South Park/Kyle Broflovski, AHTA, Maximum Ride, werewolves > aliens & Transformers/Hot Shot. Eric Idle. MEWTWO I listen to Nickelback while playing Final Fantasy, and Finger Eleven while playing Kingdom Hearts. I'm also terrified of aliens.