I'll Never Forget..

Hole In The Ground

I was now standing there staring at the big hole in the ground where my parents were to be buried. I showed no emotion. And never will I again. Im now  heartless and lonely. where there once use to be a heart well theres still that thing beating keeping me alive but its not what I would call a heart, more like a cold hard piece of stone sitting her rotting away having no purpose. my grandparents where standing there next to me. My grandma was crying and grandpa was doing his best to try and confect her. I on the other hand couldn’t seem to show and emotion. Has my parents were being lowed into the ground I stood there just watching as if it had no effect on me. when the pastor finished his words of prayer and flowers where to be placed next to the grave. I felt it then it came down on me like a ton of bricks. A normal child would be crying right now but no not me the child who watch her parents get murdered right in front of her. I then all of a sudden felt it. It was like all my feeling came back to me. I felt pure and utter hatred. I swear from this day on and till my hearts stop beating I will kill every single wolf I see and come across. When I find the one that took everything from me I will be sure to torcher him. watch him slowly die in front of his family then kill the rest of them. Nothing will stop me and so I may only remember one thing that will keep me going and alive in  this game….those eyes and  finding my new only purpose to live. .. is to KILL

 

 

******************4 months later*********************

 

I told my grandparents everything they were not thrilled with my choice but let  it go anyway. I was now living with my grandparents and learning everything I would about werewolves oh yea I forgot to mention that after I told my grandpa he told me the truth about everything. They went just any wolves who killed my parents they were werewolves. Okay so now my life purpose has changed a bit not wolves but werewolves. My grandpa told me what the wolves who killed my parents were probably trying to tie up some loose ends because I come from a family who hunts werewolves ironic huh? Well my grandpa had been retried from the family busy and my dad was never in it and choose a different path. The Reid family was the most famous deadliest of the werewolf hunters, and will be again. I started training 5 weeks ago and grandpa already says im a natural. So far I can kill a deer in 5 sec. flat with a gun and 12 sec. by hand. What makes my family on top of the hunting pyramid was that we don’t always kill by gun. Which everyone does now and days , but we kill by hand and fire we like to torcher when were not in the rush and we have our ‘special’ trade mark so they know who did it and wont forget. That’s what makes us famous after all. this trade make was when we kill my gun we use bullets with a rose carved into the sides, when killed my hand we use a knife still left in our kill and my favorite the torcher when we burn our kill we burn they in a circle and in the inside of the circle we have a ring of fire. Awesome right? Well at the moment I am laying down on my bed I turned my head and glanced at the clock it read 3:15 “ugh” I groaned in annoyance Ive been like this since they died. I sighed again. I tried crying yea I said I tried but not even a single tear would shed down my face. I guess I was never gonna really accept the fact that theyre gone. I shock my head. Well at  less I have something to keep my mind off of them….revenge.