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I didn't take much notice of what was watching me. I turned the page, it was no longer written in my fathers hand but there were now pages full of pictures of a half cat half human creature as I got further in the book there were words like devil and demon written along side a red eyed man. I didn't understand, I slamed the book and sighed loudly and felt an uncontrollable urge to run. I ran though the woods with great speed which was strange for me as I… Continue

I was nothing special just a girl who loved her father and would do anything for him. My father worked hard to give me every opportunity in life maybe because I only knew my mum for a short time but I'd like to think it was because he wanted me to be anything I wanted to be. It was my last year of university in Australia he got very ill. Somehow I knew he was ready to die. He's only wish was to travel to America and meet some native Americans. (He had worked with aboriginals and wanted to see… Continue