Facing The Facts (Wolfblood) Poem by Angela Wybrow

Some saw Shannon as a gormless geek;
Someone to mock; an uncool freak.
But she was a girl with a very sharp mind:
A brighter girl, it would be hard to find.

With the Beast, she became quite obsessed;
She asked friends to help her in her quest.
She had seen a hazy image in a photograph,
But, at her, the others still loved to laugh.

That the Beast existed, Shannon would swear;
But, the lack of evidence, she could not bear.
The Beast's presence, she was able to sense,
But she needed to gather some real evidence.

Being called a liar, she could not stand,
So off she went with her camera in hand.
She would often go out in the dead of night:
Within her heart, she would feel such fright;

Talking about the Beast, she soon became a bore;
Everyone had heard her story many times before.
After strange events, she had strong suspicions;
Following this, she went all out on her mission.

In the end, the shocking truth was finally revealed;
In the process, Shannon nearly got herself killed.
She soon discovered that she wasn't round the bend:
The Beast she'd been hunting was Maddy, her friend.