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Crave Of The Werewolf Part 3All I could see was black. I blinked several times but still nothing. I was encased in a cold dark box. I tried to move but couldn't get anywhere. I felt around, trying to figure out how much space I had. There wasn't much. I started to yell for help hoping that someone would hear me, but no one answered my call.Crave Of The Werewolf Part 3
I started to hit the cold, smooth wood hoping to break free of the lack of space. I punched several times starting to feel a cold liquid, trickling down my knuckles. I couldn't see anything so I sniffed it. It smelled like blood. I didn't care though, I had t get out.
I continued p


Crave Of The Werewolf Part 2I opened my eyes the sun from outside hit me and it felt like my eyes were on fire. I soon realized I was in my bedroom. Was it all a dream? Had I met that odd girl? I got out of my bed and almost fell over. I was feeling very weak. I quickly grabbed on the my dresser trying to keep myself up.Crave Of The Werewolf Part 2
I went into my bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. I looked pale and tired. Maybe I would feel better after a shower. I took off my shirt and froze. There were cuts and bite marks all over my chest. It wasn't a dream at all. I was attacked by someone, or maybe, something in the park the


Crave Of The Werewolf Part 1Death. It was hard for me to deal with a tragedy such as death before I moved to the small town of Bakerville located in Manitoba, population three-thousand. Why is it no longer hard for me you might ask. After moving from another town in Ontario, everyone around me started dying. The only people who died before Bakerville, were my younger sister and father. Getting over them was probably the hardest thing I had to do. Either that or giving up my life.Crave Of The Werewolf Part 1
Coming to this new town changed me forever. The change started about a year after I moved to Bakerville. It was my junior year in highschool and things were going pretty good for
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Be opptomistic, the people you hate will die eventually.
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Be opptomistic, the people you hate will die eventually.
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