I know everybody wants they're artikulo on What's Hot on the first page or on tuktok Rated. So do I. my first article, Who Is Better, was on tuktok Rated for a couple of weeks once. I was really happy. Then it got moved to What's Hot on page 7. I'm fine with that, but I kind of miss it being on tuktok Rated. I'm still trying to get it on there still though. But am I right everybody wants there artikulo to soon be on one of those pages. That is why I am Pagsulat this article. I want everybody who reads this to go to the comments area of this artikulo and put what you always want in a Twilight article. So not only me, but everybody else can get payo on what to put on their susunod article.
1.I'm really afraid of getting hit sa pamamagitan ng cars, like terrified of it. I'm terrified of crossing streets. I'm also very accident-prone... I think people aim for me.
2.I went to do my first big movie when I was 17. I was in South Africa for three and half months, and I was sa pamamagitan ng myself.
3.I was just taking out my trash and I had, like, 300 cans of Diet Coke. It was just like, "How did that happen?" I don't even remember buying them. I also like Cinnamon mag-ihaw Crunch. My addictions are pretty much the only things I consume.
4.I've got a terrible memory -- I end up repeating myself quite a lot. The only thing I can remember is that I'm going to repeat myself!
Transformation
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then you hear the voices of your pack,
calling you to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
you stalk your prey together,
till they see you and you act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
You feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds you to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf you were,
is now inside of you
When the transformation begins,
the heat flows through your body.
The wind around you,
turns to mist.
Suddenly your on all fours,
racing through the forest.
Your russet brown fur,
swirls in the wind.
Your like a blur,
like a brown line has been sketched into the forest.
Then you hear the voices of your pack,
calling you to hunt.
Listen while the wind screams past you,
and your packs mind turns into one.
you stalk your prey together,
till they see you and you act as one,
and they have no chance of escape.
You feast on your meal,
cleaning your bloody claws.
Then the call of the human world,
reminds you to go home.
While the change ends,
but same as the beginning.
The werewolf you were,
is now inside of you
