I woke up before the sun could even rise. Today was my eighteenth birthday. In a normal child’s life this would be a day that is celebrated; but, not for me. Today would be no different than yesterday or the day before.

 

I rolled off the makeshift mattress I set up in my room and go wash my face in the sink. I catch a glimpse of my face in the mirror and I see that the bruises on my neck are fading. The cut on my head has already healed. For a moment I allow myself to have a small pity party. Although I do not believe that I am horrible looking, I am definitely not the beauty that my sister is known to be. I am not as tall as other girls my age and I although I am constantly called fat the truth is I am rather gaunt looking.

 

I look at my mousey brown hair hating every strand of it. I look at my almond shaped hazel eyes and wish they were green like my sisters. After washing up I throw on a t-shirt and some old sweatpants. There is one luxury I allow myself, and that is my morning run.

 

 

of the pack house I can not wait to be in the woods. To feel the ground beneath my feet. To

 

out that I was sure that I was going to be bald. That night I felt my wolf awaken. She knew I was hurting, and I needed her comfort, and healing powers. Shifting was terrifying the

 

the Blue Mountains. I love the smell of the mountain air. This morning it was crispy, with a

 

forest ground, the river that was up ahead, all of the wildlife running free through the trees. In a short time, we had made it to the river. I shifted back into my human form as I slid down the riverbed to dip my toes

 

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