Wolves

Emma

Just a normal stormy night. The wind fighting my house, leaves all over the place, howls at the full moon. How I love the midnight howls from the wolves. But why? Why are they scared. I trust them but no one else does. Yeah, okay they have attacked a few times but still that's only because stupid people get too close to their territory. I've taken a lot of pictures of the wolves hiding in the forest. They seem to not be scared of me -in fact, they seem to like me. They probably see me as a sort of short teenage girl with dark brown hair and brown eyes.  Harmless to them. Why don't they attack me when I'm outside? Strange..  

         Suddenly it's morning, guess I dosed off to the sound of the rain and howling. I get up and check my phone. Omg!! I'm gonna be late for school!! I hurry and get dressed, run down the stairs, and grab a piece of toast then continue to run outside. I eat the piece of toast as I start my car. As I'm driving I see a wolf... Skkkrt. Oh my god, I think I hit it. Oh no, that was my favorite wolf!! It acts different than the others when it sees me, like it knows me or likes me. I hop out of my car, but it's already gone. Instead there is a boy that looks around my age, and he has blood all over him. 

     "Uhm excuse me, are you okay?!" I scream as I rush to his side.

      "W-wh-what hap-pend?" He struggles as I try to help him up. 

     "I'll just take you back to my house and fix you up, okay?" He nods slowly, and I put him in the passenger seat of my car. I can clean up the seat later, I'm not really worried about that right now. My parents aren't home so it'll be fine.