Like I said I had been watching tv with Gemma the whole day pretty much, since it was a Sunday. We usually rested on Sundays. Sometimes we would go to church, but today I think we all wanted to rest. Nothing really happened that day, except that night....
I went upstairs to go to sleep around 9:00pm or so. I couldn't believe I was still tired. After how late I slept in that day... I got in bed and watched tv for a little longer, and probably turned the lights out around 9:35pm. It seemed like I tossed and turned for ever. I was tired, but couldn't go to sleep. Something felt wierd. I felt hungry. It was beyond hungry. My stomach would not stop making those rumbling sounds. I could not hold my hunger anymore. I would get hungrier and hungrier every second. I decided to get something out of the fridge.
I went downstairs and turned on the kitchen light. I think I scared Dusty a little bit because he took off running. I looked in the fridge and there it was. A big juicy turkey left over from Thanksgiving. We had slowly been eating on it for days now, since Thursday. It looked so good. I couldn't resist my hunger. I grabbed the whole turkey and ran outside. I sat on the front porch and ate the entire turkey. It was huge, I couldn't believe I ate the whole thing, like it was a small piece of candy. That didn't satisfy my starvation that was growing every minute inside my stomach. I didn't know what to do. I stared up at the moon for a moment. It was a full moon. Just like the other night when I was bitten. It was dark outside but the moon was like a big nightlight, and that meant all the nocturnal creatures were out. What if the wolf was out again?
I sat there on the porch trying to think of what to do. I wasn't sure what was happening in the last couple of days. I have been strange ever since Saturday, the day the wolf bit me. I have felt like I have been getting stronger. As if I am more powerful or something. The other day I had gone outside to get some more firewood for the fireplace, and I carried in five huge logs. I usually could only get two at a time because they were so big. Then yesterday I had gotten a shower, and I went to put my glasses on, but didn't really need them anymore. Like I said, I always needed them. And today I was hungry, more than I have ever been in my life. What was I? What have I become? I don't really know at this point, but I have a few crazy suggestions. I have read so many of those mythical books and stories about creatures of the night, and what humans could become if they are bitten by one of them. But what were they? No. It couldn't be. Just because that wolf was bigger than any wolf I had ever seen, doesn't make it a werewolf. Or could it have been? I wasn't quite sure anymore. I sat there one the front porch for a while, trying to sort out all of this in my mind. After a while, the hunger seemed to go away a little bit, so I went back inside to sleep.
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~WeReWoLf~ (a Harry Styles fanfic)
FanfictionHarold Edward Styles is a nerdy 16 year old boy that lives with his mother Anne, and sister Gemma. He doesn't have many friends at school, but he does have a best friend named Ed Sheeran that he can always rely on and trust. Harry had always been go...