Beautiful Beast of Mine

1 - Childhood Memories

Many people might think I'm nuts because I saw a werewolf with my own eyes when I was six years old. Well, in order to tell the story I will have to start where it all began... "Honey!" My mom was yelling from the kitchen "Almost done, mom!" I yelled back. "Hey Irene! We're almost late for our flight!" My big brother Kaile said, banging on my bedroom door.  "I'm done!" I cheered happily, and right when I reached the Kitchen Kaile tripped me and laughed. "Geez, calm down stupid... no wonder everyone thinks you're an annoying little baby." He mumbled loudly enough so I could hear. That's it! You are dead!!! I thought in my mind. While I was thinking of how to "punish" Kaile, I was screaming to the top of my lungs saying "I hate you Kaile!" I screamed so loud that it actually made him cry! "Irene! Go to your room right now young woman!" Dad yelled, then mom said "Irene sweetie, apologize to Kaile." while dad was yelling like a maniac, but worst of all my brother was balling like crazy and snotting everywhere. Who's the annoying baby now? I thought. All of the noises got to me when I laughed at Kaile. "All the yelling, begging, crying... it has to stop..." I mumbled. So I ran to my room and locked the door. Please stop... make it stop! Please!!! I repeated in my mind over and over again. Then... silence. My body was moving on its own and I trusted it so I simply closed my watery eyes. The moment I opened them I was in a weird forest place...