She wails. Howling like a banshee caught in a blender. She hits the forest floor, crunching leaves under her fingers as if that will make her body stop betraying her.
Her legs stretch out and bend in impossible ways.
They warned her. As soon as they saw the wolf bite, they told her it wouldn’t be like the movies made out. Then kicked her out and told her to stay far away from the town.
She hears their words as her vision blurs and her mind changes, no longer her own.
There is only one change.
You aren’t coming back.
Response to the “Flash Fiction Challenge: 100-Word Stories” at Chuck Wendig’s terribleminds.com. This story is exactly 100 words so technically a drabble. I have been thinking about this basic idea for a while but didn’t know how to put it out there until I saw this prompt.
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