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distance between them and took his hand, taking the first step into the unknown with an open mind and heart.
    When her hand touched his, she closed her eyes and felt the world fall away. Red opened her eyes again and Elan was once more in his wolf form. She realized that she was on all fours. She looked down to see two little red paws and she quickly glanced back to see her furry red hindquarters and white tipped fluffy tail. Red looked up at her grandmother standing above them.
    “Go.” Her grandmother encouraged, happily.
    Red and Elan took off out the open door into the wilderness. She felt wild and free as she chased after Elan. That’s when Red realized that though her mother had given her sound advice, not everyone’s path was the same. Not every stranger was dangerous. Her life was meant to be an adventure and it was time to carve her own trail.
     
     
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    Ashes
     
     

 
     
     
    O nce upon a time in a city far, far away… Alright, it was New York, so maybe not that far.  There was a beautiful, plump, dark-skinned beauty named Ashland. Her father had been the head of a major entertainment magazine La-La Land, and her mother had died during childbirth. At a still tender age, Ashland’s father remarried to a pinched faced woman named Ester. Who had two tall, willowy, gorgeous twin daughters, Sophia and Olivia.
    At first, Ester and her daughters were kind to Ashland, if not slightly aloof. The girls snickering behind her back when they thought she wasn’t looking. Though, tragedy struck the household when Ashland’s father collapsed and died of a heart attack one year after marrying Ester. Immediately following his death, their true cruel selves were finally revealed. And Ashland quickly realized that the trio had souls as evil as the devil’s own heart.
    Ester took over as CEO of La-La Land magazine, she turned the once respected entertainment magazine into nothing more than a filthy tabloid rag. She made Ashland into little more than her and her daughter’s personal servant, in her father’s expansive penthouse apartment. And Ester’s horrible daughters made it their job to turn Ashland’s life into a living hell.
    Her smooth, dark skin was looked down upon in comparison to their caramel-colored skin. So they called her ugly because of her dark mahogany skin. To add insult to injury, her short, round plump body in juxtaposition to their long slender frames, gave them more fodder to torment her. Every large animal that they could compare her to, they would. Things certainly didn’t improve when they both became models, as they threw their exalted beauty in her face. Last, but certainly not least, they called her Cinderella. They said that her name was the perfect fit for the role of a servant. And if they didn’t call her Cinderella, they’d call her Ashes.
    Ashland knew that though her life was similar to the storybook character in many ways, it was highly doubtful that she’d have the same storybook ending. She knew that there would be no prince to come to her rescue and get her out of her pathetic situation. Though, in high school she found the key to her freedom. On a day that her stepmonster and evil stepsisters were out shopping, she went through her father’s things and found his old camera. It was the camera that opened doors to him in the magazine business as a photographer. In his later years as a CEO, he didn’t have much time to take beautiful photographs. So he put away his old camera and forgot about his cherished hobby.
    Picking up the camera and his beloved pastime, Ashland found solace behind the lens. And so began her passion for taking stunning pictures. It was her unique photos and vision that got her recognized by colleges and universities and landed her a scholarship to the Art Institute in NYC. During her time there she was blessed enough to make connections with her father’s old colleagues and found an amazing internship at a fashion magazine. By