CHAPTER 97: THE UNTOLD PAST

As Dahlia and Shirley continued their game, they learned more about each other. Shirley felt like she had missed out on a lot of fun. Here she was, excited with her newfound friend. "I wish my childhood weren't so sulky," Shirley said. "What do you mean?" Dahlia asked with a tone of curiosity. "I never got out; I was neglected. My peers found me weird because I couldn't wolf out when I got to the age. I hated myself for the way I was. My parents didn't make it any better, as they had to force me every full moon to wolf out, but I never did," Shirley said, her eyes sunken deep below with her head bent. "It sounds like my childhood, if you're asking," Dahlia chipped in. "You look so fun; I wouldn't believe you had a childhood as strange as mine. I mean, I haven't been free with anyone as I have with you, just in a couple of hours," Shirley said, her expression filled with familiar doubt. "I haven't always been like this; my childhood memory is so bad that I try not to think about i