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Outside sensesOutside SensesThe wind blows my hair as the sun glares downTrees of orange and green sway as leaves rustleI squint my eyes at the bright raysThe smell of clean crisp autumn air tickles my noseDistand sounds of cars zoom bySounds of my classmates do their own poems in the sunlightThe smell of fresh cut grass drifts with the windIn the shadows of a tree, a bird rummages through the grassIts little feathers ruffle as the winged creature movesThe wind blows harder nowMy loose clothing billows in the gusts of airA few leaves drift in the breeze as it swirls around my feetThese sweet joys of being outside delight meFor I don't get the chance to do so very oftenI cherish moments like these
Creatures of the NightVampireI creep through the night with great stealthMy teeth are sharp and pointed like knivesI love red liquid from the warm human bodyThe sun defeats me like a wooden stakeI sleep in a coffin when the Moon setsMy clothes of black and red suit my mood wellMy wings of black carry me into the night skyFor I am a vampire, the bloodsucker of night
lycanthropeFull MoonI lay in bed as the moon risesThe effects of the moonlight beginMy eyes of green close in pain and reopen as crimsonHair sprouts thicker on my arms and legsFangs erupt from my pink fleshy gumsI cry out in agony as the pain increasesThe sound of a howl takes over my criesMy nose becomes a snout with a coal black endMy clothes rip to shreds as my muscles expandIn my new form every sense is sharperSmells of prey fill my leathery noseSounds of the night whisper in my earsThe sight of my next meal waits in my eyesTongiht I begin my first hunt as a werewolf