The Engine-Personal Narrative

All he thought was what's happening to me. Scott kept seeing things that weren’t really there. Once he would blink, it would disappear. Scott went to school thinking he probably didn’t get enough sleep. On his way to school scott thought about all the stuff that had happened to him and his friends. Well they all had been through alot with Scott becoming a werewolf, Jackson becoming the kanima, and Deucalion and his whole alpha pack. Scott and his friends fought through it all but Scott just couldn’t believe that he is an alpha, but a true alpha. He didn’t kill anyone or wasn’t born an alpha. He earned it by helping, caring about his friends, and having a good heart. Once Scott got off his dirt bike he took off his helmet and look at the reflection
“You mean dragged and eaten?,” Stiles said.”We didn’t find the car until three days after the crash. They had driven off the into a pretty deep ravine. Two bodies were still in the car were covered in bites and slashes” Sheriff Stilinski said looking at the pictures of the crime scene. “So you’re thinking bites and claws mark,probably a werewolf attack?” Stiles said with curiosity. “Maybe” his dad said shrugging his shoulders. “But coyotes, they scavenge right ? So, couldn’t they have just left the bites and the slashes?” Stiles said with a confused face. “Absolutely, but guess what the night of the accident occurred on?” his dad asked. “The night of the full moon” Stile said while his eyes widened like plates. “Yeah” the sheriff said. “Hey, Dad, where are all these going?” Stiles said. “Yeah, we, uh,We probably need to talk about that” he said. During the past few days Scott, Allison, and Stiles eventually stopped hallucinating, and saved Malia who’s know a human