I had no idea where I was headed, all I knew was the scent was overpowering and I liked it.
My mouth drooled as I sprinted through the front door on all fours. I felt a certain desire, a need to find my source of attraction.
Honestly, it felt as if I was a stranger to my own body. It was like I was a passenger in my own skin, watching my body moving as if it was on autopilot. My bones ached, my mind was exhausted and my soul just felt empty.
Looking around, I felt my heart jerk as I was aware that this neighborhood seemed familiar. It was a quiet night, not a human in sight, which I was sort of thankful for, mostly because of my hideous features.
Just because I wasn't in charge, didn't mean I didn't know how ugly I was.
Who was I kidding? Ugly was an understatement.
I hid in the bush
