I stand still on my porch looking at the moon up above, my cup of cocoa in my hands. I could see my breath in the cold night air. I can hear the wolf's howling. It sounds like music to my ears I thought to myself. I think back to what happened. I was with my mom and dad, the roads were slick and icy from the cold winter. My mom was telling me how I was her beautiful little girl, I remembered that I had a school concert that night. My mom fixed my hair and put me in a dress. I remember telling my mom that "I was 16 years old and not a little girl." I chuckled to myself remembering that part. Then came the dark part of what happened that night. We lived in a mountain cabin, that my great, great grandfather built and the roads were small and covered by blankets of snow. From what I could recall my dad was driving and then he hit a big patch of ice after this I could hardly remember what happened next. I remember my mom turning around fast she grad me with one hand opened my door with the other. I remember one second I was in my seat the next I was on the cold hard ground with snow on my face, I got up dazed and confused. I rub the snow out of my eyes. I look around and follow the deep tire tracks in the snow I followed them to where I could see a cliff. It was too dark to see anything but the tire tracks. I was scared my body was numb I call out hoping for a response "Mom?.....Dad?..." No response. I call out louder "MOMMA?.... DADDY? WERE ARE YOU??" Still no response.
I feel hot tears run down my cheeks that snap me out of my horrible memory. I wipe away the tears and go into my house
with my cup. I open the back door to my house the warm air hits me. I sigh with relief as I walk in.
"So warm..." I say to myself trying to break the silence. But I was met with silence. Tears run down my face as I break down and fall to my knees and cry, I cry for what seems like hours as I wipe away the tears on my face, my face feels hot and my fingers feel numb. I get up and go to one of my couches in the big living room. As I lay down I mumble to myself "sooo....soft" as my eyes feel heavy and I slowly fall asleep.

I wake up to a thud and some form of growling outside. I'm in a daze and I rub my eyes as I look around "W...what was that....?" I go into my kitchen and grab a flashlight. " Did... that come from outside...? I hear another growl. I jump in fear. "What the hell? That sounds like a wolf!" I go over to the window and turn on the porch lights. I look around for anything. I see a boy? On the porch and the snow around him is covered in thick red blood. I drop the flashlight and it hits the ground. I hear another growl. I'm shaking what should I do? Calm down I think to myself.

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Hey if you want chapter 2 "The Boy" please leave a like and or a comment to tell me how I'm doing. Also, this is the first time I've ever done any of my stories online so please no hate. Please tell me if I should continue.....