Crystal's POV

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Christina's Point Of Veiw

Snow was swirling arround me as the wind was vicously trying to trap me within it's cyclone. The frosty weather was bitting at my nose, chin, cheeks, and toes. Wolves with evil glowing red eyes and razor sharp, yellow teeth were snarling at me as they circled me.

Their eyes cleard amongest the blizzard i was in. I was so scared being only five years of age at the time.

I founght against the freezing cold as I struggled to get up from the snowy ground my father had pushed me  into. I was starting to slip helplessly into the suffocating snow as if it were quicksand.

Suddenly a wolf poounced on me and sank it's teeth into the skin of my back deep into it's flesh. I screamed out in horror and pain.

please dont let me die here. I silentlty pleaded to myslef. I'm not ready yet. The wolves circled in and one by one tore me into peices as my bloody screams could be heard for miles. That flashback was from the time I died.... however I was saved by a water spirit.

The water spirit had taken me to her home, my skin was made completly out of diamond at the time. My hair and lips had turned to light blue and purple. She took car of me from that day forward as if I were her own. I will never forget her great kindness....

Suddenly I was inside my room at my house...this time I was 3. I could hear my mother and father screamng at each other, I heard a crack.

Father stormed into my room and grabbed me by my hair. "I will make sure that no one will ever fall in love with you." he spat out the word with so much venom i flinched. He grabbed me and tied me down as he pulled out a blade. He sliced open  my flesh and I yelled out in pain.

By the time he was done, I was almost about to die from bloodloss but he kept me alive so that he could torture me thoughout the folloeing two years.

But then I wake up.....

I had relived my flashbacks through my dreams as  nightmares. I lay on my bed sweaing and shaking, trying to calm my shallow breathing. Sabastian, my husky, licked my hand in a comforting way and let out a whine. I reach out and pet his soft furr.

A hour later I'm rushing to school, knowing that my friends will be pissed to find out I wasn't there with them through the first two classes, and taking a shortcut through a forest.

To my surprise I see the 3 badboys and Mr. Blade wilking calmly to school. Suddenly their heads snap to my direction and look at me with puzzelment shown on their faces. "Christina Nightengale, stop where you are! OR ELSE!" a voice booms.

"OR ELSE WHAT!" I shout back with annnoyance laced into my voice. "OR ELSE WE'LL SHOOT." the voice replies and I smirk.

"On my count," I whisper to Sabastian, "One, Two, Three, RUN!" I shout as my skin turns to diamond just into time for the spray of bullets to ricochet off my diamond skin leaving a hollow ring in the ear, the ricocheing bullets manage to hit each hunter knocking them out.

 Once it becomes eerily quiet I let my skin return to normal but when I look back at the guys Their mouths are dropped open in astonishment and a look of bewilderment is shown on their faces. " Don't. Tell. A. Soul." I said to them as I ran off into the forest, callling the girls to meet me in the center clearing. Beneath my stone hard expression I was terrified.

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