the pain of the shift

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               The pain was immense. I can't describe it perfectly, maybe it's like hot oil being poured onto you face. Or maybe it's the crushing of your bones when a one ton object lands on you. Has your mind imagined how that will be painful? It has, well now I want you multiply all that pain by three because that's how I feel right now but I might be exaggerating in the moment.

My wrist was the first to break and the pain made me buckle and fall onto the ground of the dark forest. I had decided to take a walk this evening and men I should have come with someone but who, I mean if they saw what was happening to me n this moment I'm damn well sure they would have freaked and called me a freak. As if my life wasn't hard enough for me now I have to deal with all this nonsense. It's so cliché how it all started at midnight, talk about original.

My legs snapped into a weird position and the broke, almost forming a new bone. I let out a deafening scream as my spine twisted and stretched. I couldn't deal with this pain, I wanted to pass the fuck out but I kept hearing a voice in my head telling me to embrace the pain, I knew for sure I was going nuts I had to be, maybe this was all a dream of some kind and the sandman was playing a prank on me. Of course one my shoulders crack and my hands dislocated and popped back into place I knew this was no dream.

My nose began to stretch and I could already smell the dirt in the ground. I was really freaking out because I didn't know what I was and if I would even leave. This had to be the work of a magician, I mean come on I was turning into a creature of the night. Right now I felt I was in a movie but a very painful movie. My jaw began to break as it grew bigger and bigger. My vision became sharper and I could feel liquid coming out of the corners of my eyes. I lifted my hand to touch the liquid and I looked to see blood. I was now beyond the freak point of no return. Who the hell cries tears of blood? They voice in my head told it was because I was fighting the change that I had to let it happen and that I would survive this so I did as it said and embraced the pain.

My spine snapped several time that night. My legs and my hands were in positions that I didn't even know was possible for a person. I heard the snapping of bones again and my fingers expanded a bit and became paws. Fur began to come out of my skin and I felt my rib cage expanding as it also broke. My clothes at this point were completely gone and i laughed at that but all I heard was a bark. My spine began to stretch and it was no less painful, my skull cracked as it was expanding and my ears felt like they were on fire. I could hear things better now though, I could hear the moving of cars, the footsteps of people and even the noise of the animals in the forest

Of course by the end of it all I was walking the forest ground with paws.

That night I ran

Why was I running?

Simple

I was a werewolf and I had shifted late in life and this changed everything in my life. No more bullies, no more being weak, no I am strong and this weekend I was going to train, become stronger and get a hold on my abilities

This was the night the old me died

The nerd Ibrahim as no more, now I am a completely different person and I could feel it in my bones and believe me it felt amazing. I felt like a phoenix and out of the ashes the new me was born and I wasn't going to let anyone going to bother me. There was a voice in my head, telling me I'm not the average werewolf and I knew it was my inner wolf. I ran that night and he told me things, things I didn't know were possible.

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