The Curse of the Werewolves

CH10: ON THE COAST OF THE OCEAN.

As soon as both of us reached the church, I stormed towards the small and the congested room, now supposedly my room, and dropped onto the electric green sofa, tremendously tired and exhausted. I needed to recharge my batteries by taking a quick one-hour nap so that the next day, I could continue my investigation on finding my grandmother. I closed my eyes and then settled my feet onto the sofa's arm, and the next thing I knew, was drifting off to good sleep.

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After hours and hours of napping, I awoke to a painful feeling of something sharp and pointy pecking continuously on my neck just like a woodpecker pecking for a hole. I groaned scathingly as I managed to get up when a blur of black flapped just inches away from my face, and due to the suddenness of the creature, I screamed.

In fact, I screamed so loud that the thing became stunned itself, and started flying in circles above the room like a shark circling its prey. I could feel the warm blood oozing from the two small wounds on my neck. D*mn, it hurt! Completely annoyed, I gawked up at the confused crow which didn't know what it was doing. Ugh, I thought. From where did it came from--

The casement window which was once closed seemed to be opened now. I didn't know that who opened it, but outside, the sky was washed with the beautiful and glamourous colors of red, yellow, orange and sparkling blue. The day was falling quickly. It was evening. The crow may have come from the outside through the window.

I got up from the sofa, and then started waving my arms up in the air whilst looking up at the crow and shouting, "Shoo! Shoo! SHOO!"

I heard the sound of the door opening, and then a familiar voice shouted, "Oh my God what's going on?!"

Before I could answer, the crow itself made a loud ugly croak, and then sped out of the room through the window, still flapping its wings wildly. The d*mn bird had left tufts of its black feathers in the air which were gently piling onto the floor. I slapped my neck to stop the pain, but it only got worse! "WHO LET THE WINDOW OPEN?" I shouted, turning back towards Ma, my face in a horrible sneer.

"I opened the window. It was getting pretty hot in the room. I feared that you were going to suffocate-"

"Well... Next time, I would rather poke my eye out with a dirty stick rather than being pecked by ugly birds. I would rather die suffocating!" At first, my tone was angry and raging, but then, it suddenly turned into a jolly and cheerful tone. That was the good thing about me: I had immersive control over my anger.

The priestess laughed and then ushered me out of the room, saying that it was time for lunch, and I happily followed her out of the room, realizing that I was mighty hungry! She guided me to the small circular wooden table covered with a plaid tablecloth, matching my shirt, and on it were put two glass of orange juice, and a big bowl of spaghetti along with a small bowl of soup, too.

I licked my lips and raced toward the table, quickly sitting on the chair and grabbing my fork and spoon, ready to eat, but Ma suddenly stopped me from the very distance and said that I could not eat until we both said the prayer. I made a low "oh" sound, a sound which you make when you realize or understand something.

Ma sat at the table and then we both joined our hands, closing our eyes. Ma began to say the thanking prayer out loud: "Dear God, we thank you for this life. We thank you for every breath. Your creator. Our master. Oh God, we thank you for this food. Amen.

"Amen", I whispered.
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4 HOURS LATER.
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From the moment we had lunch, I couldn't keep my mind clear from the confusing mystery which was currently surrounding my grandmother. These strange thoughts and questions were piling in my mind as I was laying on the sofa, dangling by one leg from the sofa and the other resting on the sofa arm. I stared up at the ceiling, thinking these dreadful thoughts: What if my grandma is... dead? What if those werewolves have harmed her and have kept her hostage? Ohhhh good... This cannot be happening! I have to do something! There is no hope now!