Raina And The Wolf Short Story

The wolf stopped just inches away from Todrick. Suddenly sirens erupted around the corner and swarmed around Todrick and the wolf. The wolf quickly turned his attention to the cars that screeched to a stop. Men in padded uniforms stepped out with weapons that ordinary police officers didn’t carry around. Todrick got up quickly, “Sir step away we have animal control here ready to put this beast down.” Todrick quickly stepped in front of the wolf, unaware of how close he was until he felt the hot breath down his back. “Wait, don’t shoot!” Todrick called out holding up both of his hands. “I know this is all out of the ordinary

She felt a chill run down her spine as she had a sense that someone was watching her from afar. Slowly turning to look behind her, she looked out in the distance of the woods by her house. When she felt certain that no one was there she proceeded the rest of the way to her front door.

I walked to the room at the end of the hall that led to the attic. I slowly placed my foot on the first step, calling out for Nancy. When I finally reached the top, I saw a long haired woman standing by the window with her backed turned to me. "Chelsea? What the hell are you doing here?" She was holding an axe in her hand and I started backing up, with no intention on going any further. She turned around and to my surprise, it was not Chelsea at all, but Nancy. She had blood rolling down her forehead, from the scalp that was ripped from Chelsea's head. "Oh, Dear," she said. "You gave me quite a fright." She started walked toward me. "What do you think?" She asked, running her fingers through the

At home, the children were alone with one another. They heard a something slowly creeping towards them. It was the wolf. Not just any wolf, a wounded wolf. He looked at them with a terrible smile on his face. The children were in fear. Meanwhile, the mother creature was coming back from her various whereabouts. She heard cries from her children. As fast as she could, she ran there and saw the wolf mauling at her precious children. At this time, the children were already dead and there was blood dripping from around the wolf’s mouth. The wolf then ran away into the wilderness with the family’s

On a dark and gloomy day, a cloud of sadness comes over the cemetery where many people gathered to mourn the death of Katrina Whyne, the mother of young Jasmine Whyne, only 11 years old. The death remains a mystery to this day, but what happened the day of her death will be remembered forever. Family and friends gathered together to celebrate the life of Katrina Whyne and grieve her loss. One of Jasmine’s closest friends Sophie Fogg, hasn’t spoken to Jasmine since Katrina’s death, as only Sophie knew the truth of Katrina’s demise.

She hurried away from the window, fearful that the thing would look up and see her watching. She scurried into the closet and closed her eyes, praying that it wouldn’t get inside. The girl heard feet hit the floor near the window and knew it had entered her tower. She peeked out through the slats in the closet door and gasped at what she saw.

The creatures, giant paw pinned her against the silver wall, she screamed out in agony as it seared her flesh. She latched her fingers around the creature’s arm and tried forcing it to let her go to no avail because the moment it released her, it sank its sharp teeth deep into her neck. Adelaide cried out in pain, she gazed upward to see her parents frantically trying to break the witches protective dome around the arena.

A girl, who looked no older than ten, had her hands pressed up against the window. She had blood covering her from head-to-toe, including her fingers, which creating crimson patterns against the glass. The girl looked terrified, her eyes widened and mouth wide open in shock. She screamed again, which shook Lauren from her stupor.

So she started to build her shelter. Once she was done with her shelter, the workers went inside and just talked to Susana about survival and how great it was so she wouldn’t get worried and afraid. Well that didn’t work…… Susana was still afraid and nervous. “ Ok Susana just go to bed and everything will be alright.” Susana told herself calmly. So she went to bed in her little shelter that she made………. Suddenly Susana woke up, she could’ve sworn she’d heard a sound. “Stay calm.” She thought in her head. She heard another sound, and another, AND ANOTHER! It sounded like something was scratching and roaring so loud Susana couldn’t hear herself think! She panicked so much, and she didn’t want to wake up the workers. So what did she do; she ran away, far, far away. She didn’t know how, where, who, or why she was just running for her life. Then, she stopped and she didn’t know where she was. She did not see signs or anything. So she starts freaking out, panicking, screaming until she

Suddenly, a scream louder than a dog barking for food could be heard. She turned around and there she was. Her daughter.

The rain was still coming down in sheets . She thought she saw a shadowed figure move from behind a tree, but she brushed it off as the rain and tears clouding her vision. Even though she didn't think much of it she couldn't help the bone chilling shiver that ran down her spine.

Allie woke up and came to consciousness, elated to realize it was simply a nightmare. Her room was pitch black as she gazed around the walls of her room. Rain pounded against her window and thunder was booming off in the distance. A sharp crack of lighting lit her room. With the flash of light, Allie saw her mother covered in blood laid back in a chair across the room. She leaped out of bed to find help, only to see her blood stained father’s grinning face blocking the

Hunger made her stomach rumble like thunder, but still she hesitated as she watched the girl. Her instincts were telling her to act quickly, before something else did, but she found that she was reluctant to do so. She was no friend to humans. The wolf had witnessed their cruelty firsthand, when they stole her pups and slaughtered her pack, but there was something different about this one, an innocence the others had not possessed. And, perhaps, the wolf saw something in the child that reminded her of herself.

She decided to look down for the rest of the walk after getting glared at by a passerby. As she was watching her feet and skipping over the cracks in the pavement, something had yanked the back of her jacket. Whipping around, Becca saw a shambled family. They were tan and soaking wet; their cardboard home shaped the background of the frightening portrait Becca was faced with. A wave of angry words, desperate words confronted her, echoing without meaning her mind. The mother of the two children fell to her knees weeping, pleading for something Becca would never exactly know. The daughter, the girl Becca realized pulled her jacket, stared at her. Dark chocolate colored eyes were melting with the heat of her pain and her brittle lips smoked with the speed of her pleading words. Becca was being pulled away unknowingly when she heard a familiar rumble coming from the pit of the girl’s stomach. And just as soon as the encounter had happened, it was over. Concern replaced the sound of desperation and she let her family know she was fine. She went back to looking at her feet. In a couple of minutes, Becca’s family arrived at the

The next morning, Abigail, was cooking in the kitchen and she heard a scream from upstairs. She jolted through the hallway and up the stairs to find out it was her father, he was having a night terror.