Skinwalkers

I just had yearning inside of me that I couldn‘t explain, at the pit of my stomach, like a fire that could not be put out. I yearned for something more than the life I was expected to live. I was constantly longing for adventure. I pushed and pushed at the boundaries of my small world, refusing to believe that this was it. And I knew in my heart of hearts, that there had to be more. And there was, more than I could have hoped, and I owed it to them.