"Shake come on I need your help. Get your sisters up. You guys have to go to Mrs. Kim's today." "What why?" I said sleeply. "I have to go to my friends funeral buck, come on get up." "Oh okay" "Girls come on. Get up." I said more to myself then to them but they got up anyways. "Just stay in your pj's. You guys can sleep more When we get their just bring extra clothes." We did as he said.
"Dad I really don't like her." I complained again. He gave me a look full of apologizes. "I'll be back in the morning before you guys wake up okay?" "Wait were going to be here all day today and tonight?" "I'm sorry buck but yes." He opened his door and got out. I did the same. He got my baby sister and I told my other sister to get out and helped her walk. When we got inside the girls took the couches and I took the floor. "I love you girls." He said before closing the door. Most of this day was spent sleeping watching tv or coloring or in my case texting my friend Desiree. When it came time for bed I was really sad. I didn't want to here any more. I want to go home was all I could think. Before falling asleep a few tears slipped my eyes.
The next morning
"Shakaya wake up!" Mrs. Kim yelled at me. "Is my daddy here?" I slowly opened my eyes. "No he's not. Now get up and go get dressed!" I did as I was told. I got up and grabbed a pair of pants, shirt, underwhere and a bra and went to the bath room to change. Walking back from the bathroom I could hear Matt yelling at my baby sister. I stepped in. "Don't you ever raise your voice towards my baby sister Mathew." I said in a low dark tone. "But she.." "I don't care, never raise your voice to here again." "OKAY!" I left before completely losing my anger. I put my pj's into our bag and sat down on the couch. I pulled out my phone and saw Desiree texted me. I didn't text back. I didn't feel like talking to any one expect my dad. I sent my dad a text. -Dad where are you?? I never got a reply. What's going on I thought to my self. Mom works today so she won't be home till late. A couple hours passed by and it was lunch time. Mrs. Kim loved making things that the girls and I greatly disliked. Today was no different. I quickly ate and got down from the table. I started reading one of the books from my favorite serious called Daughter of the moon. Their is 13 books total and I almost had them all. I am reading the 5th one which so far is my favorite.
A few hours later
*Buzz* *Buzz*
I looked down at my phone and saw a number calling me. "Hello?"" Hello is this Nytasha the husband of Buff?" "No sir this is their eldest daughter. May I help you some how?" "I need to talk to your mother. It's about your father." "Is he okay? I miss him. Where is he?" "May I have your mother's number?" "Yes sir." I gave him her number and he hung up. "Shakaya who was that?" "A doctor asking for my mom. Some thing to do with my dad." "I don't care. Never give out your mother's number with out asking her first." "Yes ma'am." I didn't feel like arguing with her so I dropped it. I went back to reading but I couldn't shake the feeling that something was truly wrong.
Another couple hours fly by
*knock knock*
The door opens only to reveal my mother crying. "Mom what's wrong?" She only shook her head and replyed "Get your stuff together girls. I'll tell you when we get home." We all did as we were told. When we got home my mom sat us all down. "Your father doesn't remember who any of us are. He lost his memories." She broke down crying as did my little sister. I only sat their. This couldn't be true. He knew who we were yesterday. He couldn't have forgotten his little girl. It became to much. I ran to my room crying. When everyone was in their rooms and sound asleep I went into the kitchen and grabbed a knife. I gently cut the skin on my wrist. To my surprise it healed with in seconds. "That metal can not hurt us Shakaya." "What? Who's in my head?" "My name is Elvira. I am your wolf." I've read many books about werewolves but never thought they were real. Then I remembered. Silver was a metal that can cause true pain. I searched for one. When I finally came acrossed one I took it and cut deeply into my forearm. Elvira howled in my head. I stepped outside as quite as I possibly could. When I was completely out I took off to the woods crying again. Elvira was whimpering also. The next thing I new I was running on four paws in massive pain. I lost track of where I was and what the time was.
Sometime later
I don't know where I am. Right now I dont care. "Keep running" was all I could think. This couldn't be happening. My dad could not have lost his memories, my parents are not getting a divorce this all is just a bad dream.. The sting from the cuts how ever where not a dream.. even in wolf form they were bleeding. I could tell they where deep. Any deeper and I'd be dead from the loss of blood.
I finally stopped running by a small pond. Elvira was whimpering. I had used silver knives to cut my self to make sure I felt it. I didn't think about how Elvira would feel about it. I started to feel bad. If I didn't have her I would have cut deeper. My world is upside down already at twelve years old.
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