Kyra advanced on me slowly, changing the entire way. She was getting bigger, much bigger, but her cloths wern't. She didn't seem to care though as she continued on her way. Fur sprouted from every pore on her body and muffled cracking sounds eminated from her. I curled up into a psudo-fetal position, bringing my hands up to my knees and bringing a ring into view.
::THE RING!::
Now was the time to reverse the wish."Oh-God-I-wish-I-could-go-back-in-time-and-never-make-that-wish!" I swear I couldn't say any faster if I had wished I could.
At first it seemed like nothing happened, and I felt like I was doomed. Then everything began to lend into each other. The image of Kyra stoped, then split, going both forwards and backwards. Soon the Front faded from view and she began to split ever backwards, along with my parrents. My sight rippled and all the colors began to swirl into one, eventuly becoming pure white, then suddenly it all went black.
I opend my eyes to see Arnold glaring at me, slumped on the couch next to me. I jumped when I heard Lauren Wu sneeze on the TV. I had done it, I had gone back and changed time. I fell to my knees. I couldn't help myself. "Yes! Oh God YES!" I was practicaly crying.
"What the Fuck dude? It was just a sneeze," Arnold replied, giving me and odd look. "I know you were odd, but I didn't it was this odd." I could careless. I had saved myself.
"I'm more than fine, Brent. I'm perfect. In other news, werewolves-" I stopped. This couldn't be. I never made the wish! "... Are the subject in a new and promising movie coming out this summer. Freeborn, a movie that puts the wolves in a lighter standing..." I colapsed. This is just to stressful.
"Dude... your wierd."