Ànima Bessona

"I ran as fast as I could through the woods. Jumping over every root or fallen tree I come across. These things were out to get me. I didnt even know who they were. All I did know is that they are not human, and non-human beings are not allowed to be on the human part of town. Its illegal. Loud snapping of branches behind me became even closer. They were gaining on me. I have no chance to outrun them. I just want to live. Please lord let me live.

It felt like I was running for hours. I couldn't do it anymore. One of the gruesome creatures pounced on me digging there razor claws into my backside. I could hear my flesh being priced. A blood curdling cry erupted from my mouth. A plead for them to stop. To stop tearing me apart. Hot blood mixed with my tears.

Is this really how I am going to die. Being torn apart my these things, these filthy, low life, creatures. WOLVES. I dont want to die. I'm scared. I'm terrified. Black spots seem to seem within my vision. No, please no I am not ready for this. Not now.

What seemed like an internity of being ripped apart finally ceased. I heard distant yelps and cries. I could not see what was happening around me. I couldn't move, my eyes were glued to the night sky. The way the stars lit up the night just right. Every twinkle a child would wish upon.

"I will not let you die..." A feminine voice spoke as I felt a sharp pain in my neck. I felt the woman stroke my head. "Do not fret, you will never die, you will be my child from now and forever." And at her words I slowly drifted off into a peaceful slumber.

I was not going to die. "