26
“I lived between two lives, one human and the other bestial, and craved death like a fever dream. I wanted to be like a cell phone with a drained battery. And when I was correcting your math homework, I would experience total shut down, relieved from my despair like an axed tree. And if such death had come, I would have invited those who scorned me to my funeral, wearing a smile and thanking them for their flowers. I was forcing math and science down your throat when you just wanted to play. And I saw myself in you too—an elderly version shouting at your schoolwork, disappointed and exhausted after years of struggle. “Wait!” Emilia’s eyes became confused, and I saw disappointment in her pupils like a floating weed. “I can’t turn into a werewolf? Are you saying…” “Yeah, that Elixir has so
- Writer
