Hi there. So this is my first ever time writing a book and im not sure how good it is or if i should keep going or not so could you comment your thoughts please. that would be great
oh and werewolves wont be mentioned until about chapter 3, chapter 4. there will be swearing to if i continue
Prologue
*10 years prier present day*
"W..what?" This isn't happening, no way, I'm not hearing this. I can't be.
"I'm so sorry sweetie. i truly am. If you need anything let me know, ok? Would you like to see them?" The lady infront of me asks, her voice laced with saddness and sympathy.
I nod mutely because thats all I am capable of right now. My body's just gone into shut down, I feel nothing, no pain, no saddness, not even fear just... nothing. i follow the lady down some corridors, past countless doors, I walk in complete silence not really taking in my surroundings or where we were going. We come to a set of double doors with no handle just a key pad to the right of the wall were the lady walks up to, blocking my view, I hear her type in a four digit code which in turn opens the door to a reception area.
"Follow me dear" The lady says walking past the desk and down a hallway to a closed door. " I'll be right here if you need me."
I nod again and with that the lady opens the door for me and i step into the whitest room I've ever seen.
Everything was white, the tiles on the floor, the ceilling and walls, even the grout was completely white. There was no window and the florescent light just made everything more whiter. I decided then and there that i HATED the colour white.
In the center of the the room sat two hospital beds.
Both occupied by my parents.
... My murderd parents.
They had sheets covering there body and face's so i couldn't see them. I just stood there in the door way, no emotion showing on my face, no tears or sobs of pain and i didn't say a single word. I just stood there completely still.
Here I am, standing in this hospital room looking at my lifeless parents,
parents I'll never get to hug again, kiss again, talk to again and i couldn't even cry for them.
Nothing, Not a single tear.
So what do you think of the prologue? comment please. if i get 5 votes I'll keep going. Thanks mia (Waimirirangi) for editing, love ya.
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WerewolfMy name is Ali (Alice) I am Nineteen years old and from the age of eleven up until i turned eighteen i lived in a boarding school. I am an ophan. Been one since the age of 10 when i lost both parents to a drunk driver. I have no family left and only...