Part 1: Horrible Past and Painful Present
I remember nothing but a cloud of red. I could smell the blood draining within me. My best friends that i would draw and dream about were now tearing me apart. Only two stood watching me. A baby and a black wolf. The baby stood watching its mother, the white wolf, biting my left arm. The black one however looked down at me sorrowfully. Something about him made me forget i was dying behind my house, alone in the wilderness. Finally after the curtain of blood had blinded be the black wolf jumped on top of me and hugged me as best as he could. Protectivly he growled at any sound; at any movement. My eyes slowly closed as death finally caved in around me. I woke up with a jolt. i was still in the woods and still felt the wolf huddeling around me. But when i looked down i saw a skin covered arm. I pushed away to only to have the arm hug me tighter. The arm slowly removed himself from me and i slowly swiveled my head to see a face that shocked me beyond my believes. A person, not an ordanary person sat there with a twisted expression telling me to believe but to not be afraid. My best friend stood beside me shivering and trying to keep me warm. It's ok. I'm here. I will protect you." I was shocked by what he had said. I was starteled at the next thing he did too. Samii picked me up and carried me to my house, slammed on the door, and put me on the porch and left his coat behind. My mother opened the door and screamed at the sight of me. She pulled me inside and called an ambulance. They told me once i was bandaged and on an iv the doctors told me to go to sleep.... But i couldn't because of the nightmarish images of the attack and of Samii running through the woods with me carresed in his arms.