Light Loses, Darkness Wins

The Start Of Everything

Do you feel nothing
You heartless being?
A Harmony of Death, you sing
As you dance around graves smirking

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A scream tore the silence jn the middle of the night.

What's happening?

I leaped from the bed and ran to my parents room. I opened the door and saw that my parents were already up. They wore their coats and let me borrow one.

"Mother, what's wrong?" I whimpered as I held the hem of her shirt. I'm just nine summers old. Of course, I'm scared.

My mother didn't reply. She just removed my hand from the hem of her shirt and held it in her hand clutching it like the most precious thing in the world.

My father first got out of the door, followed by my mother and I. What I saw outside made me wish I never got out.

Everything was all darkness aside from the occassional flashes of light.

Bam!

The door suddenly shut close behind us. My mother was holding me in her arms now.

"Aaaagh!" Another scream, coming from our left, was heard again. It was a different voice now, however.

Something growled in our right just after so I got confused and scared on where to look at now. The left where someone was probably killing the poor victim who owned the voice or to the right where something was plotting our deaths already.

Another whimper came out of me as I thought of these frightening thoughts. I decided to look at my right where more danger was taking place.

A few moments later, a pair of glowing yellow eyes appeared. They were a burning yellow and has no pupils in it. The thing came out of the dark side of the shadows and when the light from our windows shone upon him, it showed a pure black wolf.

Its size was enormous and I could easily compare it to a size of a car. I tried to step back but then I couldn't move.

My parents who were just beside me a second ago, vanished into thin air. I was locked in the terrifying stare of the midnight black wolf.

It stealthily walked closer to me, like a predator treating its prey. Scaring them just before killing them.

The wolf was about a meter away from me now. It growled and snarled. It's horrible breath smelled suspiciously like death but seeing the blood on it's fangs and snout, I'm probably right.

Then it pounced but before it's sharp claws sliced my tiny body to shreds, my vision turned black.

I woke up from the nightmare, gasping like my life depended on it. Tears were already brimming in my eyes. I hugged myself and rocked back and forth.

That was the twenty-seventh nightmare I had in a row. The first it started was all darkness till it slowly morphed into more monstrous shapes as nights passed by. This was the most terrifying of them all.

I sobbed, not really loud as I was scared to wake my parents up. This nightmare was when I was nine summers old. I was now eighteen and turning nineteen this winter.