Ugh....... It's honestly been awhile since I looked or even read this book of mine. I hope my now more mature mind can make it better then I planned back when I was younger ( cause I don't remember most of the plot 😂😂). Well because my best friend asked here u go. I will try to update every 2-3 days if not then every week. Hope you like it.
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Faith's POV~Why?
Why?
Why?
Why?Why did this have to happen to me?
My childhood was good until I turned 8 and my mother and father went back to full time Beta and Beta female.
My birthdays were always amazing. A big party to celebrate. All of my family and friends around. Everybody was having fun. Everyone was happy.
But my 8th birthday was the worst. And yet all my other birthdays after that were always more horrible then the last.
My 8th birthday was the first time my brother took his anger out on me. Mother and father were always busy for about a month.
And when I thought that they were going to come home to save me. To be the hero's I needed most at the time.They never came.
They never came. They never came to save me. They never came to say hello. They never came to wish me a happy birthday.
They never even came to say the three words everybody needs to hear in their life.
I Love You.
Those three magical words were never said to me again when they went back to working full time.
And the beating went on. And on. And on. Getting worse as the days pasted. As I grew older. And he grew stronger.
I never understood why I was to be the bearer of such punishments. I always thought he hated me....... just because.
And every night I cried silently. So he wouldn't hear me.
I cried out for my mother. I cried out for my father. I even cried out for the brother I once knew.
But No One Ever Came.
So finally when I turned 10 that year. And my brother used a tool for the first time ever. A whip. I cried out for the Moon Goddess to help me. To bring me to an infinite peace. Infinite Happiness. To hear my pleas to her this one time. To help me this one time. To end my seeming endless pain. To end my suffering.
To Kill Me.
Instead.
Instead.
Instead.
Instead.She gave me a new reason to live. She gave me my first friend. She gave me hope.
She Gave Me Karma.
When I first heard her I thought I was finally going insane. I thought I ended up having multiple personalities. But she proved me wrong.
Every night she would talk to me about everything. But my past. She would distract me from crying every night. She helped me develop and imagination. And it even seemed like she helped keep him away.
In reality.
In reality.
In reality.
In reality.In reality. He was just to busy to bother with me because of football tryouts were all week long.
But when he didn't make the team. He came home. And once again I felt fear. Fear for my life. Fear for Karmas.Fear From Him.
As he walked down those steps. He looked at me with hatred. He looked at me with disgust. He looked at me like a murderer.
I thought that now that I have Karma. I was strong. But it only upset him when I fought back. Breaking my arm to show "who's boss". That night was horrible. That night was awful. That night..... was the first night of many nights. That I came so close to death. It seemed like
I was just a small kiss away.
That was also the first night I shifted. Karma forced shifted so my body could heal quicker. So my body can become more stable. And it seemed like it was all for him to keep doing what it is he does. It seemed like I would never get away.
Karma was there to keep me as stable as she could. But as the years went by. As his beating took turns of me fight for my life sometimes. I was slowly slipping.
Slowly slipping into a deep dark abyss. Never to return. Never to see the light again. Never.
Finally.
Finally.
Finally.
Finally.
Finally I was able to break free from the chains. The chains that weighed me down. And I left towards the little light that was left. I ran towards my freedom. I ran towards......
Hope
Crossing that pack line was the most beautiful thing I ever did. Crossing that pack gave me back my freedom. Moving to another country gave me inspiration. That I could do it. And meeting the tribe that cares so much about me today. Gave me hope.
I was finally loved by people I now consider my family and friends. I now had people that loves and cared for me back. Like I was their family and their friend. I was finally free.
But the past still had chains connected
to me.When I saw them again. Mother and Father. They never did say those three magical words. They never told me they were sorry. They never did anything to help me with my past now.
Then why should I help with their future.
Because that's who I am. Even for the one did hurt me so much. I will still protect.
Because I am stronger then I was. I am more skilled. I even have powers. This is who I am now. This is me.
Why?
Why?
Why!
Why!Why was I so scared when I seen him. Why did my body still. As if I still feared him. Why did I remember the past. I tired so hard to forget.
Why wasn't I over something I could
Beat now.Fear. Even though we try to hide it. It controls us. Why can't it stop with me now.
Did I not go through enough already. Did I not almost kiss death enough already. What more can fear want.
Can I?
Can I?
Can I?
Can I?Can I finally be free from something that cause me so much pain.
Please Moon Goddess......... Can I? Finally have the peace and happiness I was looking for?
Can I?
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Hey guys. I hope you noticed at least at the end what was going on with this chapter. Hmmmmm...... I'm going to make that me chapter Question ( I'm going to ask one or two questions at the end of every chapter and you comment what you think the answer is).Why did I write this chapter in this certain way?
Comment what you think the answer is.
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The Legend
WerewolfAll my life I have been called ugly, an embarrassment, a liar, a slut. Mom and Dad are never home since they are the Beta's of the pack. My older brother told me it was my fault they weren't home anymore because they didn't love me. So after the thi...