Thoughts of a Wolf
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Category:
Fantasy & Science Fiction › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
16
Views:
998
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
Summer Fun
Chapter 9
Summer Fun
As the months past the days grew steadier hotter, I have been studying every day and am ready for when school starts this fall. My birthday is coming up very soon and cannot wait; I am going to be 11 and old enough to go to school.
Today I was sitting under a tree in the backyard; reading peacefully while my kitten Misty chases the mice around the field. “I will never understand that cat” I hear myself say, it is true; she has amazed me at times. She can make a game out of something as small as a piece of string.
Laughing quietly, I then turn my attention back to the book I was reading. It is a book on mystical creatures; I am now reading about unicorns. They are so beautiful and so pure, not like me; I am a werewolf and am not pure like them.
Sighing I continue reading, not noticing that is starting to get late in the day. When I finally turn my attention back to the world I notice that the sun is setting low in the sky, tonight is the full moon and I need to go and meet grandfather in the forest soon.
Picking up Misty and carrying her and my book back to the house, I set them inside for the night. Turning toward the woods I sprint to get there before the accursed moon rises in the sky.
I need to be with my granddad before I transform or other wise I might do something I will regret. Once I reached the clearing I can see my grandfather already starting to change, it is horrible to see him moaning and screaming in pain.
Turning away, I too can feel that all to familiar pain starting to overtake me as well. I fall to the ground as my body starts shaking and reforming it’s self into the form of the wolf. I cry out in pain and beg for my granddad to help me, but it is too late. The darkness of oblivion overtakes me as I fall unconscious.
I awake the next morning to find that my granddad is curled up next to me; I am still in the form on the wolf; as the sun has not risen yet. I curl closer to my granddad as I slip back to sleep.
I drift in and out of what seems like so many different dreams, some are good like the ones of my granddad and I. And some are bad like the dreams about still being with my family.
I don’t know how many days have past; I am in too much pain to care. Hopefully I will not sleep through my birthday. I awoke the next morning just a little sore but could manage to make it to the dinning room before I collapsed in one of the chairs.
I was too tired and in pain to even lift my head up when grandfather entered the room; carrying two plates to the table, when he set a plate in front of me, the sound caused me to look up.
I saw that my granddad looked much better than I did, the strains of the full moon were not as bad on his face as they were on mine, and I managed a weak smile before picking up my fork and starting on breakfast.
As I ate I could tell that my grandfather was worried about me by the looks he kept giving me, “something wrong granddad?” I asked. “You look terrible Nathan, I want you to spend the rest of the day in bed; it will help you recover from last night” I didn’t argue with granddad, but simply nodded my head in response.
After breakfast was finished and gone I headed back up stairs to my room, granddad was right I was exhausted. Wobbling into my room I then collapsed on the bed not caring that I still had my day cloths on.
Sleep claimed my body as my eyes were too heavy to remain open, slipping into the blissful eternity of sleep; I let the dream of the night world over take me. The same nightmare that had jolted me into the waking world returned again to intrude upon my blissful world of sleep.
I jolted awake again, crying out for my grandfather and before I could focus my eyes; he was there comforting me in his arms. He gently rocked me in his arms and whispered soothing words in my ear, anything to calm me enough to allow for sleep to claim me once more.
It seemed to have worked, I could feel sleep beckoning me into the darkness and I was glad to accept the invitation. Drifting off into the eternal darkness of sleep, the nightmare did not return to haunt me.
Summer Fun
As the months past the days grew steadier hotter, I have been studying every day and am ready for when school starts this fall. My birthday is coming up very soon and cannot wait; I am going to be 11 and old enough to go to school.
Today I was sitting under a tree in the backyard; reading peacefully while my kitten Misty chases the mice around the field. “I will never understand that cat” I hear myself say, it is true; she has amazed me at times. She can make a game out of something as small as a piece of string.
Laughing quietly, I then turn my attention back to the book I was reading. It is a book on mystical creatures; I am now reading about unicorns. They are so beautiful and so pure, not like me; I am a werewolf and am not pure like them.
Sighing I continue reading, not noticing that is starting to get late in the day. When I finally turn my attention back to the world I notice that the sun is setting low in the sky, tonight is the full moon and I need to go and meet grandfather in the forest soon.
Picking up Misty and carrying her and my book back to the house, I set them inside for the night. Turning toward the woods I sprint to get there before the accursed moon rises in the sky.
I need to be with my granddad before I transform or other wise I might do something I will regret. Once I reached the clearing I can see my grandfather already starting to change, it is horrible to see him moaning and screaming in pain.
Turning away, I too can feel that all to familiar pain starting to overtake me as well. I fall to the ground as my body starts shaking and reforming it’s self into the form of the wolf. I cry out in pain and beg for my granddad to help me, but it is too late. The darkness of oblivion overtakes me as I fall unconscious.
I awake the next morning to find that my granddad is curled up next to me; I am still in the form on the wolf; as the sun has not risen yet. I curl closer to my granddad as I slip back to sleep.
I drift in and out of what seems like so many different dreams, some are good like the ones of my granddad and I. And some are bad like the dreams about still being with my family.
I don’t know how many days have past; I am in too much pain to care. Hopefully I will not sleep through my birthday. I awoke the next morning just a little sore but could manage to make it to the dinning room before I collapsed in one of the chairs.
I was too tired and in pain to even lift my head up when grandfather entered the room; carrying two plates to the table, when he set a plate in front of me, the sound caused me to look up.
I saw that my granddad looked much better than I did, the strains of the full moon were not as bad on his face as they were on mine, and I managed a weak smile before picking up my fork and starting on breakfast.
As I ate I could tell that my grandfather was worried about me by the looks he kept giving me, “something wrong granddad?” I asked. “You look terrible Nathan, I want you to spend the rest of the day in bed; it will help you recover from last night” I didn’t argue with granddad, but simply nodded my head in response.
After breakfast was finished and gone I headed back up stairs to my room, granddad was right I was exhausted. Wobbling into my room I then collapsed on the bed not caring that I still had my day cloths on.
Sleep claimed my body as my eyes were too heavy to remain open, slipping into the blissful eternity of sleep; I let the dream of the night world over take me. The same nightmare that had jolted me into the waking world returned again to intrude upon my blissful world of sleep.
I jolted awake again, crying out for my grandfather and before I could focus my eyes; he was there comforting me in his arms. He gently rocked me in his arms and whispered soothing words in my ear, anything to calm me enough to allow for sleep to claim me once more.
It seemed to have worked, I could feel sleep beckoning me into the darkness and I was glad to accept the invitation. Drifting off into the eternal darkness of sleep, the nightmare did not return to haunt me.