< months that my father hated me for that and that’s what made me push away from them. I felt like both of my parents didn’t understand, boy was I wrong.
That’s why I decided to stay back home for a while. There were matters that needed to be handled with my father and stories>
< convince one of. The talk I had with my dad was both enraging and enlightening though. Secrets had been kept in this family for a long time, Ones that explained why my father had been so upset the day he saw me blow up and turn right in front of him. I had thought for several>
< I wondered if my parents had really moved to the city just for work or if there was a deeper reason, one that didn’t just involve the tragedy that was my mothers family tree. Of course she had several good reasons to want to stay away from La Push, more than just a job could >
< brief and simple. As much as I wanted to go back to La Push at the end of summer, something had stopped me. Something very unexpected; my dad had actually come into my room and sat down to talk, face to face since I had first wolfed out on him and my mom. There were times when>
~What have I been up to? That was the gist of the text that @PetulantPaws had sent me an hour ago. The question could have honestly been, what hadn’t I been up to? A few texts here and there had been sent out the past few months to both #Paul and @MaskedMischief, but they were >