ELEANOR
I took a long breath as I was mentally over studying. With my essay almost done and still haven't done any of my make-up math assignments or extra credit. Than, something came to my mind - - it's Saturday night and I'm at home. I sighed to myself a bit. Beginning to realize that it's only a couple months in the semester and I'm already behind. Procrastinating seemed to be the trait I had been given in life. It could be worse.
A lot of the time I tend to stay away from most of social gatherings from my school. Why? Most of my generation is stupid. Actually, the term I am suppose to use is "lost souls". My Mom told me that exiting church one service. Some people are lost and need a light to guide them.
BOOM!
I jumped from my desk chair. You can hear how intense and heavy the rain was hitting the house. The wind banging the side of the house. No one was home. So I began to make my way into ever room and shut the windows. My Mom and Dad are Missionaries so they were gone a lot of the time. This week the are in Inner City LA. A smile began to show on my face when I realized how blessed I was to have them. True, I was home alone a lot of the time. They have only recently started though. Now that I am seventeen they feel I can manage the house by myself. Does it suck being home alone a lot? Yes. I'm pretty busy though anyways so I wouldn't see them either or.
This home was like a dream. Every time you walked in it seemed to smell like something was baking. The room was bright filled with antiques and vintage decorations. Even though the house was all white all the old wonderful things made it very bright. From dried up flowers in old tin water jugs to a type - writer on a desk in the corner. Most of the time it felt like we lived in the good old days. My Mom always says sometimes it best to back to a simpler time.
No one screamed or fought. Dinner at the table when they were home. No, it wasn't big. Also was out in no where with the wood directly behind it. This house was filled with love though. House was filled with Christ love.
I am adopted. Since I was born I have always been on my own. For 10 years I went from group homes, foster families, etc. until Mom and Dad. They were my blessing. For years, all I can remember was being so lonely and always knowing that this was temporary. When I met the Bishops my whole life changed. Will never forget the day they asked if I wanted to join their family. Never, in my life have I felt so much joy.
Made my way to the the kitchen window and when I looked out lighting flashed. I thought I saw something. Like, a bear? Or something? I went to the kitchen door and looked out the door window onto the porch where I believe it was. Another flash went. This time I got a better look. Four legs. Long tail. Covered head to toe in fur. Head like a dog but, body was huge. I covered my mouth as another flash of lighting went. It was a wolf! I bent down hiding - - processing that a wolf was on my back porch. My hand was on the handle of the back kitchen door. Still bent down I carefully looked out the window again. Hopefully it didn't see me.
Something was weird though. It was just laying there. In the middle of the porch. It was curled up on the ground. Didn't seem to notice I was even here. I couldn't stop looking it. Was it hurt?
My head kept telling me to back away from the door. Something about my body though. It was frozen to the door handle looking out the window. I couldn't keep my eyes off of it. Why couldn't I stop looking at it. The thunder rolled and flashes of lighting went again. My body ran outside in the pouring ran - - before I knew it I was outside in front of the wolf.
THE WOLF
It is hard to open my eyes. Probably because of how sore and tired I am. The rain drops feel more like someone is pouring water on my head. I'm not sure where I am. Everything is fuzzy. My arm hurts like hell. Can't remember a damn thing either. Move body is what I kept telling myself. The thunder was getting louder. This storm wasn't going to let up anytime soon. Once my eyes began to focus I realized I was out of the woods. Slowly I began to try to get up from the dirt and mud. Began walking anywhere to find cover from this rain. Trying so hard to remember what happened but, right now my body is in survival mode.
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The Beast
WerewolfEleanor is a seventeen year old girl who is extremely innocent girl. In everything she says and does it's to give God glory. One stormy night alone at home she finds and huge wolf on her back porch. She cares for it and saves its life. After that fr...