Flow and Father
Once upon a time there was a boy named Flow. Flow was 17 years old and lived with his horribly nasty Father who was 50 years old and liked to kill and hunt wolves for money prizes. Everyday Flow's dad would go hunting for wolves taking along his son. Flow was never happy with this. Number one, Flow loved wolves to death and number two... well...
Flow one day was outside in the woods trying to see if he could spot his favorite animal in action, the Wolf. Flow wasn't able to spot any wolves and began to get hopeless and sad. Then an old lady, out of nowhere appeared to Flow in the woods and had asked what he was doing. "I'm trying to spot a wolf because I just love Wolves." Flow was a little confused on how the old lady had found him in the woods and was wondering what she was doing here but he didn't put much thought into it. "I am also a fan of wolves. I have loved them ever since I was a young girl."
"Looks like we have something in common." Flow said. "I guess we do. May I have your name?" said the lady. "Sure, the name is Flow. And you if I may ask?"Flow said. "My name?" said the old lady. "You can just call me Suzan. But might I ask why your father or mother aren't watching you here in the woods?" "Well..." Flow began to tear up a little.
My mom passed away some time ago of a heart attack. Me and my dad were both sad and couldn't stand living in our old house where my mother passed away. Since our family had always wanted to visit Canada, me and my dad decided to move in a small cottage somewhere in Canada. For as my dad on the other hand, he has been abusing me and treating me like I'm some sort of slave. I wish I could love him and say I love you but, I can't even do that because he is so mean to me.
Flow's eyes began to sob a little. Suzan felt bad for Flow. Suzan put her finger on his forehead and said,"This is the least I can do Flow." Flow didn't know what was going on and began to see a white light. It made him feel tingly and weird inside. Flow than closed his eyes and opened them up to find himself in the middle of the woods, lying on the floor. Flow was wondering where the lady had went off to. Just as he got up he heard a man's voice off in the distance. The son went to explore what it was. To his surprise, he had spotted a wolf trotting in the woods. As he was watching the wolf he heard the man's voice again and looked around to see who it was. Flow was shocked. The man's voice came from the wolf from which Flow was watching. Flow knew he had a special power and gladly accepted it. But little did Flow know that his power would help him more than ever.
Now he had more passion for the wolves than ever before. But there was a BIG con about the power he had. Whenever Flow's dad would go hunting, Flow would hear the sounds of wolves crying and begging for help. Poor Flow felt guilty every time the father went hunting and began to think that his special power was not a gift but a curse. Flow always tried explaining to his father that he did not like the fact that the Dad would go hunt for wolves. He also told him about his special power to understand wolves in English, but the Father never listened and thought it was a bunch of nonsense.
Finally Flow had had enough of this killing spree. One day when the father was getting ready to leave the house to hunt more wolves, the grabbed a rifle that was by the door and said,"Alright son, get your lazy butt over here boy and let's go wolf hunting!" Flow was furious. His eyes looked as if they were on fire, his face turned bright red as if he just had a sunburn, and Flow clenched his fists so hard they started to bleed a little. Flow had had enough of his father killing all of the wolves and mistreating him bad all of the time.
Flow grinded his teeth and got up from the chair in which he was sitting on and raised his voice to the father and said,"NO DAD! This time I am going to have to put my foot down for once and say that you are not going out into the woods to kill and torture another wolf! No you aren't, not on my watch OLD MAN!" The father looked at Flow and gave him the angriest face that seemed to pierce through Flow. Flow knew he was in for it and was prepared for the worst.
He covered up his nervousness with all the pure rage he had within him that flowed through out his big body. Although the son was a little scared, he knew he was doing the right thing in standing up for the wolves in whom he loved. It was pure silence as the son and father both were standing up giving each other the reddest, meanest faces known to man. It was so quiet, you could hear the father and son huffing and puffing, making small grunts to each other. The father raised the rifle he had in his hand and swung at the son. The butt of the rifle hit flow in the cheek bone, causing the son to fall back with a loud THUD! Flow's cheek was bleeding and trinkleing all the way down to his chest. The son laid on the floor flat on his back dazed and seeing stars. Then the father bent down to face Flow on the floor and said with the utter most deep voice ,"Don't you ever talk to me like that little stupid boy! EVER!"
Just as the father was about to say something else, Flow got up quickly to his feet and uppercutted the father in the chin causing the dad to fall back face first and let go of his rifle that was now on the floor next to Flow's foot. "Come on old pops!" The son said in a man like voice raising his fists in a boxer like position. The father then quickly tripped Flow using his foot to kick the son's legs. Now they were both on the floor beat up and hurt. The father viciously stood on his knees and wrapped his hands around the boy's neck while the son was still lying on the floor helpless and bleeding.
Flow's face quickly turned purple as the dad was strangling him. The son was stuck in a full mount and was slowly losing his breath. Just as the son was about to suffercate to death, the son's eyes turned bloodshot and the son's face turned pale and gray. The father looked at the son in shock as Flow's face and body turned furry and his hands turning into paws. The father got scared, let go of his grip and ran backward still in sitting position with his back against the wall scared out of his wit.
The son started to grow chops and stood on all fours as he transformed into a wolf! Flow who is now a wolf ran and head butted into the father's head causing the father to crash through the wall like if it was nothing to the son. The father lay flat on his back dazed and in pain. The father closed his eyes and suddenly passed out on the ground.
The next day, the father woke up in a hospital bed trying to figure out how all this happened. "Are you okay?" asked the nurse when she walked in the room and gently put the father's food on the table near him. "I'm... fine but I can't really remember anything...And why are these bandages around my head?" "Your son said that you fell down on your head because the old house fell apart while you were on the roof." "My son? MY GOD! Where is my son, is Flow okay?" the father said panicking. "Don't worry Dan; your son is waiting for you outside of your room." "Well, bring him in please!" "Alright there is no need to get crazy mister." The nurse walked out of the hospital room and shut the door behind her that led outside of the room.
A few seconds later the son walked into the room, and went in front of the dad's bed. "Dad I'm so sorry that I..." "That you what son?" Flow right away knew that his father had lost some of his memory due to the attack that Flow pulled off. "That I... wasn't here in the room watching you because the nurses wouldn't let me in so that is why..." "Alright son, there is no need to get all hyper over it. It wasn't your fault that you couldn't come inside the room. Now come here and give your old pops a hug, I know that you have been worrying sick about me."
Flow walked up to his Dad as the father was lifting himself to sit up on the bed and gave the father a hug. There was a weird kind of silence between the father and the son, it was somewhat peaceful. As the father and son hugged, the son began to tear up. Flow hadn't been hugged from his dad in years since mom passed away and began to cry a little. Flow slowly opened his mouth and uttered the words that every person including family, friends and loved ones in the world should say and hear in the best and worst times in their life.
These words are so little but mean so much to all of us that one could not bear to live without. "I love you..." Are the words in which Flow said to his father tearing even more. It seemed so cheesy to Flow but, he didn't really care. All that mattered is that his dad was safe and kind again and that Flow had his life back.
Days later the doctors let Flow and his dad leave the hospital back to the comfort of their house. When they got home they rested for a while and got to work fixing the big hole in the wall on their house. They managed to fix the hole in the house and went to bed at night.
Throughout the years Flow and his father got along perfectly and have a new hobby together which involves Wolf watching, not Wolf hunting because both the father and the son love the wolves now. But of course this hobby was easy for them because Flow would always know where the wolves are somehow. As for Suzan, Flow never did see her again and would always wonder where she had gone off to but knew that she was safe. The End.