Clover's Tale

(This is my first story here so please be kind!)

Chapter 1: Dont Take Shortcuts in the woods at night.


It all started about a month ago, when I came home from Jack\'s late.. Jack is my boyfriend, my name is Clover... Im 19, and this is my story.

I was coming home from s date with Jack, I took a short cut through the woods near my house, so I wouldnt get home to late and have my parents kill me. Anyway, Something, some kind of animal attacked me in the woods that night... I had gotten about half way home when it lept out from behind a bush and knocked me forward onto my chest, I screamed and tried to get up, but its weight pushed me back down..

I could hear it growl loudly whenever I would try to get up. It kept me this way for at least a minute, as if it was trying to decide what to do with me. I was in a panic I didnt know what to do at first, but I knew I had to get away. I noticed that its footing on my back was lose because of my shirt.

Without warning, I rolled over as hard as I could... it worked, it lost its footing on my shirt and I got clear of it... Maybe this was my mistake, because now I could see it... I didnt want to see it, it was like nothing Ive seen befor.... Part man, part wolf.... powerful and strong, frightening, and now it looked mad.

But I had cought it off balence, and this was my chance, I got to my feet and bolted for home, running as fast as I ever had in my life, maybe not fast enough, because I felt its hand, no its claw on my back as it tried to grab me, but only got a bit of my skin, and some of my shirt.

I didnt look back, I just kept going, and when I burst ouf othe woods I ran straight home, my breath ragged, my heart racing. After about a minute of all out running, I almost slamed into my front door. Then I took the moment to look behind me as I fumbled with the my keys. Thank god I had worn jeans that night, and not a purse..

I looked behind me as I jamed the keys into the lock, but there was nothing behind me... nothing... no monster, no people... just nothing... a silent street, some parked cars. I paused, key still in the lock.

I must has stood that way for a full minute, waiting for something, but it never came.
I blinked a few times, and turned the key and hurried inside then quickly slamed the door closed behind me.. \"Jesus christ Clover, your one lucky bitch\" I said to myself as I bolted the door closed.

After I locked the front door, I put my back to it and sliped down to the floor so I could cry without falling. I guess the panic and fear finaly cought up to me.

I cried for why must have be 15 minutes, but then I was able to pull myself togeather.. My back really hurt, I knew I had to clean it out. I picked myself off the floor and made my way up to the 2nd floor bathroom.


Once there Clover turned her back to face the large bathroom wall mirror, the back of her shirt was soaked in blood. She winced in pain as she slowly pulled off her top and Unhooked her bra. Her back was a mess it was really hard to see the claw marks. She knew it was time to clean it out, so she peeled off her pants and panties and tossed them into the bathroom hamper. Clover then got into the shower and began the slow process of washing off the grime from the woods and the blood from her back.

After about 30 minutes she turned off the water and steped out of the shower, by now the mirror had fogged over. Taking a towel from the wall she wiped a large circle clear of steam and turned her back the mirror. Clover was surprised to find that the marks on her back were actually very small, only 3 or 4 thin scrapes that looked like they were already starting to heal.

She let out a sigh of relife that she wasnt seriously hurt, wraped a towel around her naked body, picked up her bloody shirt and headed down the upstairs hall to her bedroom. She tossed her bloody shirt into a trunk in front of her bed and locked it, then it hit her that her parents werent home. \"I took the shorcut in the woods for nothing, oh man.\" she said to herself in a hushed tone, then let out a long laugh. It was just her luck to get into truble by trying to find a way to stay out of it.

This however brought another thought to her mind. Should she tell her parents about this, her friends, her boyfriend, Anyone? \"No\" she said, \"I cant tell anyone, whos gona belive me anyway.\"

She sat down on the chair infront of her make up mirror, then took a long look at her own face, her long brown hair hung down still wet and stuck to her body, her light blue eyes looking back at her, she felt like she was in shock. \"What was that thing?\" She mutterd \"God, what was it?\"

She closed her eyes, and and put her head in her hands, this was all to much for her, way to much. She sighed, and got up and headed towards her closet, put on her night gown and a new pair of panties, she was drained and badly in need of some sleep.

Clover went to her bedroom door and locked it, then went to her bed. She slept with the lights on that night, and for two weeks after, and she never told anyone..

But after the first two weeks once the cuts had healed, she stoped thinking about it herself. She had blotted it from her mind, and by the time she took a babysitting job a month from then she wouldnt even admit to herself that it had even happend.

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(So thats Chapter One, Chapter 2 coming soon, with 100% more sex, Maybe. Please Review, I need to know how I did.)