Hate.
That one word that people overuse. Misjudging the true meaning of it. I could tell you what hate is. To absoulutly destest something- with all your heart and soul.
Have you ever heard someone say they hated a food? Such as broccoli? I bet if they were stranded on an island with nothing to eat but broccoli they would eat it. If they really hated it, they would die rather than eating it. It really is quite cacophonous (Defintion: Harsh Sounding), but its true.
I could easily show you hate. Just look at the way my father looks at me (I suppouse it would be glares). I know this may be hard to believe, but I'm a werewolf. And thats the reason my father hates me.
He calls me a 'Good For Nothing Mutt' and sometimes the B+ an itch. Although I am partically an itch, I dont think he means it that way. I do agree with him though. I'm an abomonation, a disgrace to nature. So, I take his beatings. Everyword he has said to me, every beating he has done to me is permantently etched into my brain.
I have only et one werewolf before. I never did catch his name, but I never asked for it. He had this crazed look in his eye as he told me about werewolves.
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"Hey there little pup, you lost? I could show you around." he said giving a 10 year old e a lopsided smile and coming dangrously close.
I whimpered and coward away from him. Something about him was off, and it made me nervous. "N-N-No S-Sir I um... am just taking a stroll in the forest." I didn't want to tell this stranger the truth, that I had been about to let the onster in me out and run for a bit. When I don't do it a couple times a week, I loose control and shift wherever I am.
"So pup, what pack do you belong to?" he spit out.
"Pack?" I asked, confused.
"Oh, so you dont know about werewolves.'' I (ever so slowly) shook my head. ''I suppouse I should say werewolf, because we are the only ones alive. I have traveled the whole world with no werewolf to be found." OH! he was a werewolf! ''Which is why, little pup, we need to mate."
"Mate?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows, connfused.
"Have childeren.'' this crazy glint was in his eye, and my instincts told me something was off. So I ran. As I ran away, I could here his faint laughter following me, haunting me, making me whimper.
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I sighed and stared out my window, the monster in me yearning to break free and sprint in the moonlight, with cool air running through her fur.
I glanced at my cheap alar clock and saw that it was midnight. Deciding against going for a run, I curl up into a ball in my room and try to sleep.
But I couldn't. As if some magical force was pulling me away from my room, I sneaked downstairs and outside. As soon as I was out, I felt my monster stir. 'Go to mate! Me control, take us to mate.' my wolf cried.
I wasn't going to let her take over, but I followed where she led me. Finally, after a couple hours of walking, we stopped at a clearing. OK, more like a town. There were houses everywhere and people running up and down dirt streets, some selling things at stands, and others heading towards a huge white house.
If I didn't know any better, I would have thought it was the white house. The house was where most of the people seemed to be. I watched in awe as people playfully shoved at each other.
There was one group that caught my attention the most. It looked like a clutter of people surrounding someone. I took a step closer to get a better view, making me just a tree away from the open. I convinced myself that when it was this dark, no one could see my red monster, so I just watched.
I was so fasinated by what was going on that I didn't hear their voices, or hear their footsteps. One minute, I was staring at a crowd and the next, it was all black.
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OK, so Im stopping right here. BUUUUUTTTTTT since im so nice I'll give you a sneak peek at chapter 2
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I groaned and rolled over on a soft surface. My eyes shot open, oh gosh. How long was I out? Father was going to be angry that I wasn't there for a punching bag.
''Looking around the room, I realised I was in a cell with only a matress, toilet, and sink. "Hello?" I called, my voice was really groggy from my sleep.
I heard my cell doors open and my head shot up, my eyes rested on icy blue ones. "Rouge, what were youdoing on our territory? Spying? Your going to regret spying, because when I tell Alpha Martin he will not be pleased.'' the man said, then walked out. I was confused. Did he just answer all his questions and walk out? Not to mention that the answers were all incorrect!
The door barged open again and I sighed. This is all happening way to fast. But this time, when I put y head up what I saw shocked me.
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OK so maybe it wasnt very nice to do that... but oh well! Thnx for reading hope you enjoyed!
