LOGIN"Come on," my older sister shouted excitedly to get bored and get in the car with her. She has been screaming since last night and
Even now I haven't been able to sleep well from her many empty words and screaming. Why should I? Should I bear this? But nevertheless, seeing her happy and excited makes my enthusiasm increase, and I put my headphones in my ears looking To the window to play a quiet song. I love the fresh air that comes out of the car window, especially if it's almost cold. We walked for more than four hours until I heard my mother cheering that we had arrived. I got out of our car and stared in astonishment at the many tents ahead. Looks like they're the ones my dad agreed with. "Welcome, Richard," one of them shouted and hugged Dad, who reciprocated. "We've allotted your tents. Please come with me." Respectfully, he told us to jump a mile following him. Then my mother reprimanded him for her childish behavior. I bit my lip, telling Dad, "I'll walk around a bit and get back to you. I won't be late." He nodded. "Don't go away." He alerted me to nod, smiling to the side. I walked slowly to get in between the big and huge trees. I raised my head and stared at them. In amazement, what a beauty of nature I bent down in front of a group of flowers The colored ones touched them gently. I brought my nose close, inhaling their scent, to close my eyes for Jamal. What I inhaled, the The place here is very beautiful; the sky was full of clouds, and there were the sounds of birds and the sound of river waters. With these flowers of different colors, all of that It was like a miracle to me. "Hello." I fainted when I heard a man’s voice behind me, turning around and staring at him in annoyance as he interrupted my calm. He was a man who looked in his early twenties, white, with a thin, glossy nose. His lips are small but somewhat plump. He has light blue eyes and long blond hair that reaches his neck. "Did you come with our group or with another group?" he asked, beckoning me, who was observing his appearance, to raise my eyebrows and where to find out. What is his group?? "I do not know." I cut short and promised to turn around, giving him my back, but I shuddered and widened my eyes. When he touched my back with his fingertips, he muttered softly near my ears, "Don't you be afraid? Standing alone in this place?" I was afraid of him pushing his jogging hand back to where my family is from. Who is this harassing bastard? ... At night I held my lamp, and my sister clung to my hand in fear as we moved away from my family and those with them. I caught the harasser ignoring him and walked near him with a frown. "Your idea was bad; the darkness is scary." My sister whispered, and I don't know why she was whispering, but she's right. These huge trees cover the moonlight to make the forest very dark if it wasn't for the lamp. "I'll go get another lamp and come back. Don't move." Mila warned me to shake my head and lit the way for her to run back. As soon as I went, I heard the sound of a panicked movement, and I stepped backwards nervously. What is this thing that is waiting for my sister to go to scare me? I screamed, and my lamp fell when I saw a huge figure running through the trees in front of me. Of course it won't bring us to a forest with animals! It's not a dangerous forest, so what is this body? "Don't come!" I exclaimed in a trembling voice when I saw the body approaching me from afar, and because I didn't see it clearly, I couldn't stand to stand up and run quickly, running away from it. ... I got more frightened. when I heard the sound of footsteps behind it as he followed it! Suddenly! She stumbled and fell to the ground, groaning in pain. Her lips quivered when she felt it behind her. She grabbed her little lamp and turned around. She was still lying on the ground and froze, and her eyes widened when she saw a wolf with dark fur like its eyes, quite huge in body, and there is a frightening scar on the side of its face that gives it an appearance. More scary! She woke up from her shock when he approached her to scream at the top of her voice, and she could not stand and ran to escape; fear made her unable to move! "No, no," she whispered, her tears streaming down as sweat gathered on her forehead when she saw him approaching her with great solemnity and calm, and he didn't care. The wolf, for its loud screams, not for its tears or fear, "Does not come near," shouted, throwing at it one of the stones next to it, widening its lips when it passed quickly, astonishingly, and skillfully. It made her wonder. when she wanted to stand up and run, regardless of the wound to her leg while She fell, and he stood on top of her to make her breath heavy and to sleep on the ground in order to get away from him, but she made him advance and climb on top of her. To make it like a lock! "Please," she whispered in a sobbing voice, her entire body trembling. She raised her trembling hand and placed it on his chest, which was full of soft and clean fur. "Don't hurt me." She begged him with a loud cry. She closed her eyes tightly, preoccupied with crying, and quickly returned her hand to her shivering from She touched him. After a few minutes, she didn't feel her because she was so busy crying; she opened her swollen eyes. Staring at his black eyes wondering, This wolf here was just watching her crying and did nothing, did not eat her, and did not He cut any part of her body. , leaned back, staring at him cautiously, afraid To betray her and attack her suddenly, As soon as she came out from under him, she faltered when he came back and simply climbed on her! ...His answer was too deep for her to understand. She didn't understand what he meant by"Get away from me." She pushed his hands groping her hair sharply and retreated, leaving a space between them.He exhaled very softly, "That boy following you, he's so sticky. Did you kill him?"He smiled softly, reflecting what he said, staring into his eyes, trying to understand what was inside, but what was contained in his eyes was darkness…and only!There are no feelings in her at all. "See you soon, my friend.""You're a crazy girl… You were talking alone!" She was not shocked when she heard his voice, but what shocked her was his words and what he meant when she wasalone… She was lonely?? " Didn't you see it?I asked him in fear, laughing loudly, "Oh my God, you're really crazy!" He mocked her, pointing at her with his fingers to feel her fingers shivering again."Get out of here," I yelled at him to leave after he said, "I'll tell everyone what happened."She had tears in her eyes, but she d
"Even if you hear a bad story about me, understand that there was a time I was good to these people too, but they wouldn't tell you that…""What the fuck is this!" I heard John's voice, shocked, afraid to swallow my saliva.When he approached me, ignoring John,presence, he looked at my neck angrily to come forward to lick her, and that made me shiver.I looked into his eyes and felt my body unable to move in shock when I saw his eyes flashed red and quickly returned to black."Werewolf," I whispered in disbelief. Am I crazy? They are just legends that do not exist, so why did I say this?The words "unconscious" and "control"?"Take this!" I cried when John hit him with a stick in the back, grabbed my hand, and dragged me.I quickly fell to the ground weakly and fell near me. JohnWhen he howled in a very deep and loud voice behind us, I looked at the sky that covered me.Clouds to freak out the most about what's going on?We turned around to scream loudly as he ran towards us with bl
Her breathing was loud, her chest rising and falling with a clear emotion, her features trembling, her lips dried up, her fingertipsstill trembling with terror, regardless of the sweat that filled her face."Please get away from me," she whispered in a weak, trembling tone, begging him.To get away from her and leave her alone.She shivered when he made a small sound that she couldn't understand what it was, his eyes staring.She was very deep, and she didn't understand. Was it because of her darkness, or were his looks already speaking?He tilted his head towards her to close her eyes.With surrender shewould die, she knew she would die one day but not now shedidn't want to die while she was a failure, while she didn't achieve anythingHer dreams and ambitionsdidn't want to die, and she's someone who doesn'tIt's worth it, and it's useless.but it's not something she wanted, knowing that she never expected that she might die.Because a wolf would eat her and eat her flesh fiercel
"Come on," my older sister shouted excitedly to get bored and get in the car with her. She has been screaming since last night andEven now I haven't been able to sleep well from her many empty words and screaming. Why should I?Should I bear this?But nevertheless, seeing her happy and excited makes my enthusiasm increase, and Iput my headphones in my ears lookingTo the window to play a quiet song.I love the fresh air that comes out of the car window, especially if it'salmost cold. We walked for more than four hours untilI heard my mother cheering that we had arrived.I got out of our car and stared in astonishment at the many tents ahead.Looks like they're the ones my dad agreed with. "Welcome, Richard," one of them shouted and hugged Dad, who reciprocated. "We've allotted your tents.Please come with me."Respectfully, he told us to jump a mile following him.Then my mother reprimanded him for her childish behavior.I bit my lip, telling Dad, "I'll walk around a bit and get b
A little heart that expresses how much you like the barThe story has been completely modified and changed.....Happiness... what is happiness?Sometimes happiness comes in the form of close people or in the form of things we love.And we prefer it, or even simple words that make us happy.And all this is what I do not have. I am a girl who lived most of her days in darkness with depression.It makes me not see people trying to cheer.me up, and I rarely feel that happiness… and that hurts me so much that my soul is dull and I don't appreciate anything I have. Ialways think negative and miserable, even though I know that my life is better than many people's.Although I know that there is ninety percent happiness in my life, II am occupied with the remaining ten. I lower my eyes and sigh as I listen to my classmates squabbling together over a trivial matter.It is not worthIs love real? "It's false feelings," my colleague declared, angering the other even more.She turned her blond







