Jenna
Screams came from everywhere. From my left and right, or front and back. It was like as if I was in a haunted house, and the screams were of innocent people being attacked by demons. But instead of it being innocent people it was my friends, and instead of demons, it was vicious wolves. I stared in horror as I watched from a dark corner in the cave of my closest friends-basically my family-being torn to pieces as they were pinned down to the ground while the wolves feasted without mercy.
"Oh my god." I whispered as my eyes landed on my three best friends-Kimmie, Hannah, and Aryn-who were in a pool of blood that could only be their own.
I averted my gaze from them as a growl was produced behind me, causing me to turn. There before me, stood a massive wolf baring its teeth, slowly making its way up to me. I shivered with fear and started to scoot away, but knew it was no use. My eyes widened as I produced a scream when the wolf pounced and sunk its teeth into me, tearing chunks out at a time.
Am I really going to die like this?
The corners of my vision began to blacken as my blood pour out of me by the buckets. My eyes closed on their own but before I became unconscious I looked over to my most likely dead friends and felt a tear streak down the corner of my eye.
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