"HEY! GET BACK HERE!!!" I yelled.
I was running after a wanna-be thief. He had stolen my wallet, an unforgivable sin in my eyes. I had very little money, but I got by. I wasn't about to let some washed-up crook get away from me. I could easily catch this guy, but I wanted to refrain from violence. I decided against beating the ever-living shit outta him and tackled him to the ground.
"I'll be taking this." I told him. "Now get out before I remove your head."
I watched as he ran off. Pocketing my wallet, I walked around to see if I could get some food.
I was not like your normal human. Nope, not one bit. I had the unique ability to change into a centaur. It was pretty cool actually. Like having two lives. Since my injuries are not carried over, i could switch if I needed to. However, I still have to get the wounds treated before I can use that form again.
Back to the story, though.
I had known of others of my kind, never seen them though. I never knew that today would be the day.
But enough with the past-tense, lets get with the present.
I had watched this very interesting scene of a girl who could supposedly morph into a wolf.
I walked up to the girl.
"That is a very interesting talent, and an even more interesting way of getting food. Are you sure that is sanitary?"
(A word of advice. try putting spaces after periods. It makes it cleaner and not so jumbled up.)
Life is like the coldest winter
People freeze the tears I cry
Words of hail their minds are into
I've got to crack this ice and fly
-Hitch a Ride; Boston