A Bitter Farewell

         The world was cold and dark around her, her face was wet with tears. She turned to say goodbye to the village that didn't want her anymore, but as she did, the moon peeked over the clouds. Her form collapsed upon itself; twisting, bending to its own will into a monster she never knew herself to be. Her teddy bear was left on a pile of clothes, her clothes. She turned her newly formed snout to sniff out her old townspeople. They all ran, and so she ran too, howling at the full moon.