I found myself fleeing back into the woods. The pain I felt was so unbearable, the kind that made you want to just curl up into a ball and cry until you couldn't cry anymore. But I was a wolf so that wasn't really an option. So instead I ran. I ran until I could barely breathe. I ran as fast as I could and was surprised by my speed. I almost felt as though I was flying. So many thoughts were racing through my head. My adoptive parents had changed their number and moved. They obviously wanted nothing to do with me. They had me committed and then stopped visiting. I realized that even though they had stopped visiting me there, I had always thought that once I got out it would be different. I was their daughter. They had adopted me as an infant. And they were the only parents I had ever known
