Trapped By The Moon

Trapped By The Moon

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Paranormal
When Megan has troubles at home, she runs away into the woods behind her house. After witnessing a murder, she is taken by the killer, the werewolf, Derek. Throughout her captivity she learns his deepest, darkest secrets. He has her wondering: Is he really that bad or just misunderstood? Is it wrong to feel this way about him? I sneak a peek at Derek's uncovered upper body once again. My eyes roam all over, from his face to where his sweatpants hug his hips. I return my gaze to his face and his eyes burn into mine. I gasp as I'm pushed up against the nearest tree. A blush turns my face the color of strawberries and I hope Derek can't see it. He's pushing his hips into my lower abdomen because of how much taller he is than me. His hands are on my wrists which lifts me arms above my head. I feel my hair move from its position in front of my ear to behind it. Then Derek leans in close and whispers, brushing his lips against my cheek. "Shh, I heard something." I squeeze my eyes shut and bite my bottom lip. "Oh no don't do that." I hear Derek say mischievously as he pulls my lip from my bite with his thumb.
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I shuddered. It had never been so dark, nor so quiet before. There was always the light of the moon to guide me. The sound of the wind against the trees. I shook the thought from my mind and continued further into the wood. Then I saw it. A white light spread across the ground in front of me. The clouds had parted from where they were, revealing the moon at its fullest. I stared in awe. It had never been so bright. The ambiance began to come back. The wind began to dance with the trees. I closed my eyes. The scent of oak filled my nose and exhaled through my mouth. The aroma filled me with exhilaration. It filled me with something I couldn't explain. I felt something I hadn't felt in a long time. Although it was something I wasn't used to feeling, I craved it deeply. I felt happy. I felt as if nothing else mattered than this moment. I opened my eyes. Everything seemed clearer. I could see the particles of dust flying in the beam of light that shone around me. I wanted to stay here for longer. I wanted this moment to last forever. Until I saw the wolf. It was hidden among the fold of trees behind me. It stared at me in aggravation. It's brows furrowed in my direction. It's face, livid with anger, revealed a set of unpleasant and sharp teeth. It began to move slightly forward. The wolf bounded towards me. It happened so quickly I had no time to react. It's limbs outstretched. It's teeth bared. My body, paralyzed from fear, refused to move. My lip quivered, urged to call for help, but no help would come. I was too deep into the woods. No one would hear my screams. The thought was soon interrupted by the wolf's teeth digging into my side.

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