Ocean's point of view
*Flashback*
I was running through the woods near our house, loving the feeling of the wind in my hair as my brother chased me. Laughing as I did so. "Wow, laughing and running not a good combination." Pretty soon i was rolling on the grass out of breath, as my brother found me and started to tickle me. I flailed around helplessly as I tried to get him to stop. He lay down next to me as we stared at the clouds imagining and creating shapes. (Sigh) "Those were the good old days."
*Flashback over*
Yep those were the good old days back when I didn't have to watch my back every second of the day. Now that's what I have to do, this is what I get for wandering off and letting my curiosity get the better off me. Ever heard the saying curiosity killed the cat. Well I am starting to think that there is some truth in that.Well that's only the beginning if you ask me I think that my family would be better off without me,I was only a nuisance to them. Now I live a life of adventure. I should probably tell you about it now. Well here's the tale of how my life turned upside down.
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The White Wolves
General FictionA young girl on search for on only one thing, revenge. Ocean is not loved by anyone on her family except her brother but when a terrible accident strikes and her brother is killed in the process. the only person who ever cared for her gone. She run...
