Tears of Sorrow

As the saying goes, once upon a time there was this beautiful girl! That's how all fairytale stories start right? Talking about how young and gorgeous the girl is! Plus how she's soooo totally loveable, sweet and perfect! Well in my fairytale of a world filled with all this magic... These kind of people rarely exist! If anything they are cruel, abusive beings that hardly ever care for anyone but themselves!

Hi! My name is Sarah Parker and this is my story of the truth behind all this fairytale bull shit! 

Let me tell you a little about myself and then we can get into all the untold truths about these happily ever afters, everyone always wants to live and dream about.

I just turned sixteen two months ago, I was born on All Hallow's Eve. During a full moon, might I add. I'm 5'7 I have long wavy blonde hair, pale white skin. Which is actually unusual for someone of my kind. Oh! Yeah! Did I forget to mention I'm a werewolf! Lol my bad. Most she-wolves as were called, have nice sun kissed skin that has a slight glow to it. Which I actually find weird... But hey! Who am I to judge! Coming from the wolf girl that looks like she's a vampire!

I have what my mom says is a lovely hour glass figure or according to my best friend Michelle. I have junk in all the right places. But in my opinion, my eyes are the best thing about me. They are a artic blue and in just the right kind of lighting you feel as if your looking at the cool crisp water running off a snowy glacier into a breath taking blue pool of water. Well at least that's what I've been told by Shawn anyways. He's been my best guy friend sense the third grade and where I got my nick name Artic from. I guess my smile isn't so bad either... 

I live with my parents and two older brothers in this small city name Watersprings. It's tucked in between Canada and Minnesota. My dad "Dale" says it's one of the safest pack territories to live in. I guess, I can kind of believe what he says, considering he's the top tracker and head guard to our alpha of our pack. Plus we really don't hear a lot about our pack getting attacked as much as the surrounding territories.

Which can consist of whole packs being massacred and these creatures that the human species write about in these fairytales. Portraying them as God like figures. Are the things that haunt many of my kind's nightmares. These beings don't take pity on anyone or anything! Not even on their own. The stories, I have heard about growing up through all these years. Of vampires running through the shadows of the night feeding on and ripping apart humans.

Mostly younger children and babies, all because they are the weaker links of all species.

Just for an attempt at maybe fulfilling their craving for a lust of blood that can never be filled. The told horrors of fairies luring pregnant humans to their realm. To keep them as prisoners until they give birth. As they watch in a dazed and confused state. Hearing voices all around them, chanting something of an unknown origin. Only to watch in disbelief of the horrific acts that proceed next, in watching their own babies being eaten alive, right in front of their very own eyes!

Hi everyone! This is my first book I've ever attempted to write. It was inspired by the Brother Grimms twist on fairytales. I would love to hear what you all think, about my beginning entry and the rest of the Chapters I have up. 

S.Jones