Everything that happened within the past 24 hours is still blurry to me. And I am still unclear about my situation. Grandma, Kelt, Sheryl and I boarded a plane leaving New York to Canada. Then we took the longest drive, I have ever been in in my entire life. Night came and it started raining, we had been driving in the woods for three hours. I guess that was when I got overwhelmed realizing that this was all true, that I was a werewolf? And so was Grandma? And we were going to the land of werewolves. I might never see the lights of New York city again, or any city for that matter. I might never see my friends again or go to the movies or starbucks. I might never see Tony again or I might be dead soon. I began to cry lightly. Grandma wrapped her arms around me pulling me into a hug, I rested my head on her laps and cried softly while she stroke my hair. She apologized over a thousand times for not telling me who I really was and told me that remembering it all broke her heart and mad
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