Timmy The Rat Novels & Stories

When our whole family saw the death timer for my sister will end on her sixteenth birthday, she became the most important person in the family. She suddenly took priority in everything, from food to dresses, and even bedtime stories. I felt for her, but I was also jealous that she was given everything. However, a day before her sixteenth birthday, my parents locked me up in the storeroom in fear that I would make a mess of things. I kept hammering the door, crying, "Mom, let me out! I'm having a fever, and my head hurts!" Mom didn't believe me. "Just stop! Your sister will die in just a day, and you're playing sick to gain our sympathy?! Don't you understand anything?!" "No…" I tried m

I used to get so caught up in her stories that sometimes reality held no place in my mind. Timothy was the worst of all with them though. He used to sing with her and talk about how much he would adore his Mate and be everything to them. He used to tell me stories of how perfect are life is going to be when we gets older and becomes the real leader of this pack, together with his mate by his side. He wanted nothing more than love and now he even hates the sound of the word mate.