Alone

Chapter One

Its midnight, the moon is up and as round as can be. Victoria can't sleep from the thought that she may die any day from starvation... Its just a bit uncomforting... Just a bit... Lighting struck... Louder than the times before. She heard a loud CRASH come from outside. She went to the window to check. "Its just a far away tree... Great now i may BURN to death... Brilliant" she thought out loud. She was about to turn away from the window and attempt to sleep, but something caught her eye. Two red eyes staring up at her. She got a shiver down her spine. The creature stepped out of among the trees and she saw her worst nightmare, a wolf. But not just any kind of wolf... A WEREWOLF, staring her straight in the eye. Wolf eyeing her.

Victoria tore her eyes away and jumped on her bed. Her heart was beating as fast as a humming birds wings. "Its alright Its alright..." she reapted to herself "Its just a prank... probably... Its alright." these words kept spinning through her head, but she still had flashes of those eyes, staring... Staring... Sta... Ring...

"Where... Where am I? Hello?" she whispered but it just echoed of the walls surrounding her. "Hello?" she said again braver and louder than before. She heard scraping on the floor... Although couldn't see since it was pitch black, she had a strange feeling in her stomach that something bad was gonna happen any second. It grew foggy and like she had the floor taken out of below her feet, she fell, into a long black tunnle. She didn't scream. As she fell, Victoria saw the same firey eyes staring her down. But still she didnt scream.

She landed on the soft grass of a rotten burned forest, mist curling around every branch and twig. She stood up slowly and bravely and started walking silently around the black trees.

She walked for hours and so she decided to take a break. She rested on a ash covered tree, her breath heavy and loud. Her long brown hair swished around in the crisp cool wind. The next thing she knew was that she was on the ground, her already darkish skin colour even dimmer by the dirt. The fierce werewolf jumped on her shoulders pushing her in the dry soil. "Help... Me" the creature growled, but Victoria stayed silent.

As the bright raise of the sun shone on Victoria's face through the old raggedy velvet curtains she immediately opened her eyes relieved and dragged down at the same time. There was something about that wolf that made her safe and warm. " But I'd be scratched in the face if I hugged it." She joked around. She threw the blue blanket of herself and stepped out of bed onto the cold floorboards. She ran down the stairs into the kitchen and stared into the fridge shocked. " Two stale bread, one jar of jam, two tomatoes, half a box of butter and half a can of out of date milk." she read out what was in the fridge. She sighed and cut a small peice of bread and used very minimal butter. " I'll save the tomatoes for planting the seeds" she took out the tomatoes and cut them in half so she could pick out the seeds and plant them after breakfast. Victoria ate her food uncomfortably and washed the dishes after wondering what she will do when she runs out of food.
After a long day of planting eating and reading it was time to go to sleep, but before she goes she checks out her window and sure enough, the strange thing was there staring at her with sad eyes. Victoria wanted to go down there and help it so bad... But she knew better to. She jumped on her back thinking... "Why me... Why am I in such a bad situation? Why? Why... Me?" And asleep she was once more... Maybe the last time...