"luncaa go kill her, now!" is all i could hear in my head. these voices were getting on my nerves. i cant hear myself think anymore. i saw tam. the voices got louder and louder. they had taken over my mind and my mind was telling me to kill her. I plunged forwards charging towards her. pouncing on her i bite her leg hard, clamping my teeth. she yelped biting me harder on my stomach. the pain sent me to the snowy ground. i let out a loud yelp. suddenly i took over the voices and was confused why tam had bite me. i called out to her. but she wouldnt listen. she backed away limping. blood was pooring out of my stomach. the pain was terrible. i howled out but no one replied.i wanted to know why she was just leaving me here to die.. the snow started to turn a scarlet colour. my vision began to get blurry. i couldnt feel myself anymore. the numbness of my body didnt stop the pain. suddenly all i could see was darkness......
I jumped and woke up as quick as i could. i shook my head looking at my phone. 2:43am. i decided to wake up and sneak downstairs i got dressed into some jeans and a vest top. i went out my back door shutting it quietly behind me. sneaking out of the garden over the fence. i entered the woods. looking around. i went to the little den i had made. Shifting i peered out incase someone was out there. no sign of anyone. i walked out breathing in the freezing air.
i sniffed the ground. All i could pick up was the scent of rabbits. thats all you got around in this little spread of woodland. it felt good being in wolf form again. i felt a relief. i wondered around looking at all the snow covered ground. i loved this place, no matter how small it was. nobody hardly went here. only some of the neighbours.
it felt it had been 2 hours so i arrived back at my house. i opened the back door quietly. i could hear voices coming from the living room. they were obviously laying out the presents under the christmas tree. i dived into the dining room hiding. my cat came along to me. "meow". "shh smudge!" i wispered. smudge was like a little brother to me, he had white and black fur. all in seperate patches. we rescued him, he was going to be abandoned. We often got into fights, just like siblings.
finally everyone went back upstairs. i darted up and got into bed not bothering to change. Falling asleep straight away i hoped i wouldnt dream about my death again. instead i dreamt about me and max. like a normal teenage fangirl. I loved max no matter what bad rumours about him went round. he was funny, kind and awesome. thats all that mattered!
i woke up and it was 6:00am so i decided to listen to some tunes wilst resting my eyes. i finally got back to sleep solidly.
i felt a massive tone of weight on me all of a sudden, opening my eyes and turning around i saw my brother grinning right in my face with the pedophileish face he always done. i flinched pushing him off my bed. a 24 year old jumping on top a 14 year old...ouch...
We always opened our stocking presents on christmas morning really early! It was fun. a little tradition in my family i suppose. another one was, you were not allowed to open your presents till you ate your breakfast, but lately i had scrapped that, i dont really eat breakfast anymore!
