(Here is a snippet of a story idea I had, maybe I will actually make it into a story on Wattpad, but that just kind of depends on how busy I am.)
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My life was normal once. The key word being "once". This is the story of how that all changed.
It was a normal night, and I had just begun to drift off to sleep...
You know something is going on when your usually quiet, introverted, non-violent friend breaks in through your window and is roughly shaking you awake. He was muttering something about... Wolf Hunters? What the frick I'm too tired for this joke. I just turned away and ignored him, a gals got to get their beauty sleep you know. I got shocked out of my sleepy state when he growled
"Get your ass out of the bed NOW".
Oh shoot. I must be in serious trouble. You see the thing is, he is the most polite person I know, and never, and I mean never orders someone to something, or says words like "ass".
I sat up, unexpectedly taking him by suprise and bashing into his head. He stood up straight with a grimace, and crossed his arms. I waited for him to say something, but I was only met with silence. My first instinct was to yell
"WHY THE FRICK DID YOU BREAK THROUGH MY WINDOW AND WAKE ME UP" With speed much faster than anticipated, he leapt towards me and covered my mouth with his hand. It smelt like oak.
"Shut up. Right now" he hissed. I felt my eyes widen and demanded,
"Who the heck are you and what have you done with my gentle friend".
He loosened his grip,
"There's no time to explain. We have to go. Quickly! Grab a backpack of clothes and survival resources, anything you can't live without"
"Are you mad?" He paused and tilted his head as though considering my question
"Possibly. But you have to trust me. You are in grave danger. They are coming for you?"
"They?" I gave a small shiver "who are 'they'"?
"No time" he growled, then said in quieter tones, not directed towards me "yes. I know, I'm trying. We're coming as quick as we can". He abruptly turned to me, who had just watched in stunned suprise. His voice has a pleading quality
"Please Luna. You have to believe me."
He froze, as though listening to something I could not hear, then he hastily exclaimed
"Quickly, pack your things, we don't have much time!"
(I just re-read this note and am heavily cringing at the rushed writing. I wrote this one when I was fairly young so I think that's why it's so poorly written... sorry about that haha)
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