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Chapter 1: Dawning - Day 1: CorneredChapter 1: Dawning
Day 1: Cornered
I looked upon my mother. She breathed shallowly holding onto me tightly. A familiar figure caught my attention my eyes being adverted from the unbearable view before me he looked at me with a paw held out. "Take my hand, you need to wake up.." he said quietly, I eyed him curiously. This was the convict that broke into my house last night, how could I trust him I shook my muzzle and backed away cautiously. "Please! This isn't the time to be uncertain!", Like he was one to talk. How was I supposed to? Something about what happened last night didn't sit right with me. That's when the sharp pain In my neck grew, I cringed putting my paw on the back as if I could somehow comfort it... it wasn't him who had knocked me out. I decided to step closer then, I was still unsure... but I could be stuck here for who knows how long and I didn't want to wait around for what was going to happen next. Everything blurred as I placed my paw in his own.
Chapter 1: DawningChapter 1: Dawning
There i was, standing in front of the scene that i dreaded every night would return to my dreams. The screams of a baby pulsating through the cold air, my hazel eyes scanned every last inch of the crash. Looking for new clues that could help me figure out what was right under my nose.
That's when i saw an unidentifiable wolf standing beside me, looking down at my mother who's breathing was coming to a halt like it always did in this loop. His attention was then diverted to me, he was staring at me as if he could see straight through me. He nor i spoke the whole time we gazed at each other, the moment was interrupted.
The seams of my dream shattered and worked its way towards the middle as i fell into darkness, waking up to the familiar sound of reality...
My paw smacked the alarm off of my night stand, it thudded onto the ground and silenced the beeping. I groaned "7:30 am already?".
I was used to catching the city bus to school at 10:00am, getting to
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Anyone with a family is lucky. To grow up knowing that you were surrounded with people that loved you, a time in your life were you could make memories out of everything.So much life to live... the possibilities seemed endless.
Its amazing though, how easily it can all be taken away from you. That felt like being hit in the stomache with a sludge hammer. Few aren't as lucky and never get to feel what i wish i could have..
Thus the world shattered through my soul and revealed its true nature. A world in which i wish i wouldn't have been brought up in.
Eighteen years ago, my parent's were murdered. Their murderers were powerful, and would stop at nothing to kill them. I had just been born, and my sister at the time was six years old.
My nightmares relay back to that moment in time when nothing would ever be the same.
A crown victorian, black in color tossed on its side held my dead father upright, his blood all over the windshield. My mother had been thrown from the car, and he
All Here For A ReasonI turned onto a shady, well-manicured driveway that, for all intents and purposes, looked harmless enough. Maple trees lined both sides of the street, and a parade of Canadian geese marched across the road to a wide duck pond with a flamboyant fountain. There were blooming crepe myrtles and rose-of-sharons, and as I grew closer to my destination, neatly trimmed gardens with neatly trimmed bushes.
I stopped to let the geese pass. They looked at me; one hissed. I honked my horn and moved around them.
At the end of the road sat a collection of grayish buildings and a number of signs directing me to the appropriate parking lot. "Welcome to Ten Creeks Hospital," said one of them. "Please enjoy your stay." I parked in the visitor's lot. Surely I wouldn't be staying.
I was shaking when I got out of my car. I had spent the morning getting high. One foot in front of the other, flip-flop noises, hot sidewalk. Mulberry and magnolia trees, freshly shaved grass. A bench and pan for smokers. A set o
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