My Personal Beast

I am 13 years old. I do not know if it is really warm or not, but I realize that the mud at the end of the sidewalk is different from the mud in winter, so it is no doubt that suddenly a small summer rain falls on the smell of the wet soil. And smell of drowning cockroaches. It is spring, and things in the ground are stirring, so it has. I am wearing the clothes of yellow linen my mother chose, so I do not like this dress.

My pace became faster and my eyes lost focus. "When the beast begins to charge, your compatriots will come out of their ambush and rush to monsters with rocks and spears, but they seem to have no effect.They fly fast in your direction The beast is kept killed directly to you and your two tribes, your brothers, your sisters "100 yards! 90 yards! 80 yards! Ice is the weight of mammoth weight Moving fur and ivory tower lifts its powerful head Huge ivory swings from left to right and dies a few inches above the ice The beast looks at you, looks at you right, You know your fears, choose you, it will move forward and leave all the energy 50 yards! 40 yards! "

Let's talk about beasts now! The beast is my partner! It is wonderful to see a prince with a defect! When I saw the beast, I saw a person accepting his opinion and turning him into someone else. He is not a monster, but he has spent a lot of his time alone, and now he thinks he is just a monster. All you need is a person who shows him that he is not a monster and that the facade will soon fall. What is a Disney movie without a villain? Gaston is a fun villain as he is getting more and more afraid of the whole movie. At first he was a foolish person. But at the end of the movie, he invented a lie about a beast to form an army. His narcissism made him a very dangerous crazy person

I looked into the beast. Over the years, the wolf man suffered from change. They are fighting the beast instead of accepting it. That battle made them a monster from the beast. He stood before us, six feet long bones, furs, bones, mainly meat, wolves than humans. When his feet and hands climbed into the sky he shouted. Blood flowed out of his mouth and defiled his muzzle. It is serious, but for me it has a noisy smell. It is not human blood, it is a deer that drifts from his sharp teeth. I am not mere clipper. I will manipulate the rare and powerful magical shape. I can embed images in the brain, but this is indistinguishable from reality. I am on an increasing trend, causing emotional explosions and numbness. Until I made another decision, I stealed the five senses and made the person blind. My memory has gone. I strongly oppose passionate cooperation. And in my worst case, I can rob them of free will and make them undoubtfully control me.