chapter 3. a clearing in the woods...
I WALKED INTO THE HOUSE AFTER ALAURA, I COULD HEAR MY DAD TALING WITH MY MOM, AND THE VOICE OF THE WEATHER MAN. I walked into the living room where they sat next to each other watching the T.V. The weather man said "It's going to be a cold one here in Salem, Oregon."
"Great! That should be fun." I said sarcastically. My mom looked at me with apprehension. " I know what you mean." She said looking tired for the effect. I just turned, looking out the window to where the tree's stood looking like fire statues with orange and crimson halo's around their heads. The yard was full of the leaves as if it was a leaf grave yard. I yawned and said that I was tired and that I would be down for dinner.My dad said okay and that he would come and get me when dinner was ready.
But the truth was that Ijust wanted to be alone to think by my self anout the new girl...whats her name OH! right,Aleene... My bodyseemed to sigh as I thought of her name. Throwing my self on top of my bed I thought of her. Be hind my eyes I could see her smilng,laughing, and with that I fell asleep....
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She glided through the darkness like a ghost in the moon light, an angel, a fairy. So graceful, yet so scary. I wasn't sure what this was for, but it was about Aleene ... Her bell like laugh echoed as she went deeper before I fell and had to get up and had to run to get to where her voice was coming from. I ran through the tree's and once again I found myself in a clearing. I could hear the soft melodic trickle of a small stream or river-creek in the distance. The tree's branches swayed with the wind as it danced through the woods.Finally she stopped and whipped her face around to me. Her golden-orange eyes looking more orange in the moonlight.
"Run! Get away from me! Just do it." Her eyes filled up with tears. Than her lips parted like a deadly angel, and fangs sarted to grow, though, not like a vampire(I mean I have never seen a vampire in my life but these fangs looked nothing like a vamipre.) They were thicker and lookd longer, more deadly. They looked more wolf-more canine... then she started to shake, and in her place was a huge raven black werewolf, with golden streaks slipping through the fur. And it pounced...
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I jumped up, my face was sweaty and i could hear my dad knocking at my door. He poked his head through the crack. "Jericho-time for dinner, your mom made lasagna."
I jumped up "Okay-I'll be there in a minute."
With that he left. I got up, stretched and walked to the bathroom. After I got through going pee. I stood in front of the mirror and a confused face looked back at me. I turned the water on and cupped it to my face, then grabbed a towel and dried my face off, and proceeded to walk down stairs. My stomache growled as I smelled the melted cheese and oregano. The stair case was long and curving, every thing was so big ( the reason was because we were rich.) Every one liked coming to my house to stay the night, because we had a huge theatre to watch it in. My dad owned a huge movie production company, that is in Hollywood.He didn't want us to have to get used to living the Hollywood life, so when he came to Salem for a movie and fell in love with the scenery he bought some land(three hundred acres) and built a house.
My dads not usually home alot because he's off producing a movie. My mind slowly floated back to reality as I walked up to the kitchen table and my mom was setting the pan of lasagna on a heating pad in the middle of the table.All around the table where we all sat there was an empty plate and glass with out ice.I grabbed my glass and walked to the fridge, and grabbed a cherry coke, and popped the lid and poured it into my glass and walked back to the table.
After a while we were sitting around the table hand in hand praying with a full plate of lasagna steaming in front of my face making my mouth water with every breath. Than we started to eat. It was awesome! Oh my gosh! I thought as I ate my plate, I loved my mom's cooking,she never made anything unless it was made from scratch. I ate and ate till my stomache was full and we were all yawning because we ahd food in our bellies and it'd been a long day for me. My mom quickly took the dirty dishes of the table and loaded them into the dish washer.
My day had finally come to an end. I said good bye to my parents my dad mostly because he was leaving back to Hollywood, to produce another movie. As I climbed into bed I felt a strange feeling in the pit of my stomache. It was there I could feel it, but than again I was tired, so I wasn't to worried about what ever it was. I sighed as I finally fell to sleep... my mind began to wander in and out of consciousness and after a fitful night, I slept. All of a sudden a dream came flying full force, like rocket that had been fighting for lift off and had been un able to, but finally burst.
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The wind raced by full force as I ran past tree's I was chasing something that I felt was dangerous,I just couldn't figure out what it was.But it was runnig fast_like lightningand I pounced..I had it in my steel grip, and it growled loudly as I wrappped my hands around its neck and just as I was about to bite it with my fangs,(FANGS) I thought loudly. My brain, just screamed at me.
Another werewolf came flying out of the woods like an angry demon from hell, flying full speed a black blur.It was an exact copy of the werewolf in front of me just with longer-shaggier hair, with golden streaks through its fur, also, something seemed familiar but I couldnt put any connections yet to my memory. So, with an instinct so strong, I couldn't do nothing but jump up and run...
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I jumped up and was surprised to be drenched in sweat. I jumped up and looked at the alarm clock. It showed six-thirty. I was up half an hour earlier than usual. I got my clothes for the day and walked towards the bathroom. As I stood in the shower and felt the hot beads hit my back and relax my tense muscles till I could relax. Whoa! My mind screamed at me....it couldn't have been real...it couldnt have...but it felt to real to be fake... it couldn't be real... it couldn't.
All of a sudden a word popped into my head, as if I thought it.... but the thing was, was that I didn't. The word was...
ATTIC....
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In Darkness of the Moonlight
VampireJericho is a normal sixteen year old who goes to a normal house.... well except he's rich. HIS family is Half irish, half Dutch. Well Jericho figures he's a normal teenager and his sister were too. Till one day he stumbles across a diary that has a...
