I sprinted past the swings that held dear memories on them, past the slide were daddy taught me to " surf down". past everything that held my happiness. the park was now part of my nightmare along with today. I was 16 today. The day I shift, the day I meet my soulmate. I was worthless. No body not one single person cared enough about me. My brother broke his promise, he abused me verbally and physically. And the best part is he never ever felt upset about it. He would talk shit about me when I was right there. It hurt so bad to be treated and used like that. It gives you no confidence what so ever. It drains your strength to carry on. How could I face anyone anymore? I slowly breathed out and started walking into the woods near the park. Trees always seemed to calm me down, I felt connected with the earth when I was in the woods. I found a big willow tree deep in the forest. I looked up and started climbing, it was an escape technique I often use when I need to think. I was such into deep thought that I didn't notice I was already at the top. I sighed feeling free finally, like I could do anything. It gave me the confidence I needed. The wind whipped through my hair as though to tell me something. I listened intently to the wind. the way the leaves rustled in the breeze, the bees humming everything seemed to tell me something. I felt I was a higher calling, like I was important. I snickered, "ya right" I thought. Just then I see someone come into the forest, they can't see me but I can see them. the wind was more forceful this time as it was telling me to move almost as in a run away from all the shit type feel. so being the naive girl I am I did. I climbed down and hide near a bush. I watched as I saw my brother Christian come into view. He didn't do much. He sat there listening to what was around him. I looked at his face an I could tell he was crying, he was going through memories he must be. I was about to turn when I heard a yell. Christian had gotten up and started saying my name. I Froze in terror. did he know I was here? I kept quiet and peeked out yet again. "YoU.... you took my family, you took my joy. Because of you I can't have a mom or dad. It's all your fault. Your such a screw up Natalie." I can't believe I am actually related to someone that is such a huge mistake. You I can't even describe what you are. Your dirt. Disgusting. Ugly. Fat. Demeaning. I hate you Natalie." Christian finished his little rant. I stood there. Not knowing what the hell I did to deserve this. I didn't make our parents go away, et he was right I am a screw up. I was a mistake. I cried silently. I slowly walked away. Feeling like shit. I walked back to the pack house, I knew everyone else was at school. I don't feel like going I thought. I sat on the couch and replayed the events today. that was a stupid idea. It only made me cry more. What did I do that was so wrong that I needed this? I felt anger,depression, weak, vulnerable. I hated myself. I suddenly got the urge to leave. Find my own way. Find my self and who I really am. So with light packing I left the pack house. I also left a note on the table.
Letter---
Dear who ever decides to read this.
I Natalie am leaving this stupid pathetic lame pack. I'm not gonna say I have been mistreated. You all know I have so why waste my thoughts on something you all are clearly guilty of. First I would like to say, Christian, you gave me a promise to protect me no matter what. You lied and broke that promise. I am certainly not going to say is till love you because that would be lying. You hurt me, made me weak, gave me self doubt and bruises. Mental scars I cannot erase. I saw you in the woods I hear everything. And to think that I could be related to such a cruel monster. And finally kKyle, you rejected me. why can I say? I feel numb to my very core. I can't even describe te pain you have caused me. But I guess that's what I get for being a mistake huh?
Good bye moon light pack
Natalie
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Alphas rejection to me
WerwolfI was a normal girl. I am a werewolf. I had a loving family. I had my friends. That all came crashing down when my parents left for a "vacation" and left me and my brother with nothing but tears. Lets just say he turned and blamed me. Cliché Right...