UnknownShapeshifter

             It was an ordinary day in Hudson National Park, at least, it was ordinary for me. Considering most of the forest was covered in apples and plates of pasta, things were out of the ordinary for the typical park passerby. Of course, nobody minded, free food is still free food. Meanwhile, as the hungry denizens of the park began to collect armfuls of apples, I was relaxing by an apple tree; watching as my best buddy approached me. Glenn and I were sort of like a cat and a dog somehow befriending each other. We were of different races, species, Hell; one would wonder how Glenn, a European; managed to befr

 Hope. It’s what fueled rebellions through decades. It’s what gives people to fight back against tyrannical leaders.  It’s the only thing we have left in this war-torn country. For years now we’ve been deployed in this terrorist controlled country. Weeks have passed where food was scarce and water was a blessing. The only thing we could do in Afghanistan, was empty every last damn bullet we had into insurgents. Our hope wasn’t towards coming back home, where we could sleep without fear of being killed or captured. It was aimed towards the day we would finally liberate Afghanistan. To finally eliminate the terrori

  I never asked to go to the beach, or to go surfing, or to go on this vacation with my cousins. When I tried to decline this invitation, my mother gave me a look that changed my mind. My cousins were made for the beach, Charles with his muscular, tan body, and Jessica with her well toned fit stature. I was their foil, a medium build and a rather pale body. It's no wonder I was sent here in the first place. I looked over at the vast ocean, the ocean seemed to call to me, but a dorsal fin in the distance told me different. "C'mon Alex! Stop being a wimp!" Charles shouts. "He's not gonna do it, he's too wimpy..." Jessica smirks. Now I had to do