I’m stuck, with no one to tell. My eyes looked out into the darkness where I could see everything. I could see the dark green pines tress that made up the forest, the water droplets dripping down the rocky side of my hide out. I could hear the dark colored leaves that crunching under me as I rolled over. My body is warm even though inches of snow lay on the ground outside of the place where I’m trying to sleep. I’m not use to being here during the night. I use to sleep in a nice soft bed with old fashion feather pillows with pink lace coverings. But, that doesn’t happen anymore. Not after a year ago when I mysteriously changed.

The sun started to come over the horizon. The sky filled with blues, purples, yellows, and orange. It was beautiful. It was real. Was I real? Does what I’ve become even happen to people? I couldn’t answer it in it my head. That night of sleep was better than the first few times I ever started sleeping out here. As I looked at the moon that was fading fast in the distance, I couldn’t help but howled for the last time till it became nightfall again and I would change.

I walked into my house pretending to pant heavily. “Was that a good run to start off your day?” my mom asked behind a big stack of pancakes that gave off the aroma of strawberries. Running, that was the lie I told her when I started walking into the house in the early mornings. I hated lying to my mom, but I’ve been doing it for almost a year now; I should be able to do it just fine. I couldn’t, not today, it’s her birthday and also the day my father passed away when I was 10. I just walked by the kitchen entrance in a smooth motion.

I hopped into my shower right when I got into my room hoping that there was hot water left after my brothers and sisters have already taken theirs. Like usual there wasn’t any, but that was all right. The cold water felt good over my skin. It was amazing to feel water hit my skin and sink into my pours. With a fur coat you never can feel water hit. It’s like a waterproof jacket that covers your whole body.


I feel my brother and sisters know, know that something is very different about me. I guess I don’t hide it very well. Everyday at lunch I don’t eat in less it’s a day that the school serves savory meat. They watch me on those days with betting eyes that have a special glow when the lights hit them. If they did know, why wouldn’t they ask about it? I wonder if they are also what I am. But that’s ridiculous; no one is like me. It’s just me going through this strange change alone.

I keep to myself now because of my change. My friends always ask if I want to go with them to parties, sleepovers, movies, the usual teenage stuff. But, I’m not a normal teen. I’m so much different than them. I don’t even know if I like normal teen stuff now. My best friend tries everyday to confront me about what’s going on. She always asks if my father’s death is finally hitting me hard. I don’t tell her. I just agree. I can’t tell her. She wouldn’t believe me, and even if she did, she wouldn’t understand. I don’t even understand.

I miss my dad. I miss the nights we sat out under the stars watching them shine in the dark sky. He understood me. He understood my crazy imagination. I would tell him of many stories about wolves how they were so loyal to each other, how they were amazing creatures. All of my imagination came from my dreams. I dreamed every night of a blue-eyed wolf with a light tan coat that glistened in the moonlight. My dreams stopped though. After my father died I couldn’t dream. My imagination was gone.

It’s nighttime again; I start turning into the fury beast I am around 12 o’clock. I sit in my cave looking over my town, where I grew as a normal kid and now I’m a dark tan wolf, for most of the night. I hear a limb crack from behind me. My first instinct was to spring out to see what was lurking up behind me, but nothing was there. I could see only the pine trees that made the forest thick. Then, I heard another one, and another. Something was surrounding me. I started to growl, a fierce growl that I’ve never heard before. I never had a reason to use it. I was always alone throughout the night. Then their growls, which were even fiercer than mine, came from all around me. I was surrounded for sure. I was scared.

Instantly, I lay down on the ground with my head down. I’m guessing that’s what wolves do. Out of the darkness came 4 wolves. The first one that came out of the dark had yellow eyes that glowed when the moonlight shined on them. When the light was hidden behinds the clouds you saw nothing since her coat was silky black. The next two had blue eyes like mine, but had specks of gray, when the moonlight shined. Than out of the darkness the last one appeared. I couldn’t believe what I saw. It was the wolf from my dreams, the blue eyes and the tan coat that glistens in the moonlight.

I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. Maybe I’m dreaming. The tan wolf walked up to me. I kept my head down. Even though it was the wolf from my dreams I was still scared. I didn’t know if I was in trouble or not.

He gracefully sat down in front of me. His deep blue eyes stared into mind. All of a sudden I went back to one of the nights my dad and I was lying down in the yard. I watched, the 10 year old me, from behind a tree. I saw my dad walk out of the house towards me.
-“It’s a beautiful night to be out watching the stars”, my dad said in a sweet low voice.
-“Yea I like the stars daddy. They shine really bright in the night sky.”
There was a moment of silence.

-“Dad, I dreamed of that wolf again last night.”
-“O did you? You know you keep dreaming about that wolf it might just come to be true in real life.”
-“O dad I know dreams don’t come true. I’m not that little anymore.”
There was another moment of silence but this moment was longer. “No matter what happens I will always be with you. That’s a dream that will come true,” he said as he was staring at the little me.


I opened my eyes, and as soon as I did I realized who was standing in front of me.