Why Can't I Live? ((story))
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Why Can't I Live? ((story))
by Myra ShadeFox Fri Dec 20, 2013 10:47 am
I was running. That's what happened in my life that was good. I felt the wind whipping against my fur. I was a monster.
When I was born, I was born as a wolf. But, my mum and dad were both humans. I was a freak of nature. Something that was not meant to be. My parents always treated me like dirt. I was their slave my whole life. Until now. I was running away. I had done something horrible. I was a murderer.
I was in the town, buying food from the marketplace and some boys shouted out comments.
"Hey! Look at Fuzzball over here!" One shouted.
"Yeah! She should be locked up in a zoo!" Another jeered.
"I don't want to get mixed up with you." I calmly explained as I walked off.
But, they didn't like that. They grabbed my arms and pinned me down. They shouldn't have done that. I got in a rage I had never felt before. I ripped my arms out of their grasp. I caught one boy by the leg and I tore him apart. I did the same thing more or less to the other boys.
When I came out of the rage, I looked down at what I had done. I had murdered three boys and the whole town saw it! They chased after me with weapons bared and I ran off into the forest. I jumped up high into the tree tops and sat there. I heard one citizen's comments,
"Yeah, Run and hide in the Woods like the animal you are!"
"Let's go! I don't want to have anything to do with that THING!"
I sat in my tree, sobbing. All I ever wanted in life was a loving family and a best friend that would help in my problems. But, that would never happen. No one would ever want to be friends with a creature that could easily go from fun-loving Wolf Girl, to angry Wolf Killer. I was lonely. So Lonely.
The next day, I set off for the Pit of Oceania. I knew an old sailor who lived there, he would give me food and shelter if I helped him on his farm. I knew all of his dogs. Buffy, Bouncer, Baxter and Billy. They all loved me a lot.
I knew the names of his ten goats. Pompudor, Harry, McNuffy, Amy, Carmilita, Greg, Lily, Rosa, Rose and Bumper. Bumper and McNuffy didn't like me much. Rosa and Rose were twins and they adored me!
The sailors name was Mr E. At least, that's what I call him. I don't know his real name and I don't think anyone else does either. He was an older man in his middle-ages and he had a strong Scottish accent. To any who do not know what Scots are, they are people that inhabited the land of Ovalic from 2,176 BFE to 649 BFE.
We met when I was being bullied by those boys. He was watching the incident and intervened.
"Hay! You lads! Stop pickin' on tha' lassie! She may be different to ya, but tha' anin't no excuse to be bullyin' a young lassie!" He yelled.
"Stay out of this Grandpa!" One of the boys jeered.
"Was tha' a threat? Was tha' a threat I heard from ya froog-like mouth?!" Mr E cried out in a rage.
The boys left me alone for a while after that. I stayed in touch with him after all these years. And every time that I wrote to him, saying that the boys were bullying me again, he would pay me a visit. Now, I think I payed him a visit. A permanent one I hope.
I started from the Ring Village (My previous home). There was an unmarked forest on its left. I started from there. Then, after about a day of travelling, I finally saw the plains. I journeyed over hills of sweet grass and fresh spring water. The few trees that lay over the land were those of Cherry Blossoms with marvellous pink and purple flowers. The bark shone gold in the sunlight. I could have lived in those fields for my whole life. But, I would have to move on if I was to see Mr E again.
When I was born, I was born as a wolf. But, my mum and dad were both humans. I was a freak of nature. Something that was not meant to be. My parents always treated me like dirt. I was their slave my whole life. Until now. I was running away. I had done something horrible. I was a murderer.
I was in the town, buying food from the marketplace and some boys shouted out comments.
"Hey! Look at Fuzzball over here!" One shouted.
"Yeah! She should be locked up in a zoo!" Another jeered.
"I don't want to get mixed up with you." I calmly explained as I walked off.
But, they didn't like that. They grabbed my arms and pinned me down. They shouldn't have done that. I got in a rage I had never felt before. I ripped my arms out of their grasp. I caught one boy by the leg and I tore him apart. I did the same thing more or less to the other boys.
When I came out of the rage, I looked down at what I had done. I had murdered three boys and the whole town saw it! They chased after me with weapons bared and I ran off into the forest. I jumped up high into the tree tops and sat there. I heard one citizen's comments,
"Yeah, Run and hide in the Woods like the animal you are!"
"Let's go! I don't want to have anything to do with that THING!"
I sat in my tree, sobbing. All I ever wanted in life was a loving family and a best friend that would help in my problems. But, that would never happen. No one would ever want to be friends with a creature that could easily go from fun-loving Wolf Girl, to angry Wolf Killer. I was lonely. So Lonely.
The next day, I set off for the Pit of Oceania. I knew an old sailor who lived there, he would give me food and shelter if I helped him on his farm. I knew all of his dogs. Buffy, Bouncer, Baxter and Billy. They all loved me a lot.
I knew the names of his ten goats. Pompudor, Harry, McNuffy, Amy, Carmilita, Greg, Lily, Rosa, Rose and Bumper. Bumper and McNuffy didn't like me much. Rosa and Rose were twins and they adored me!
The sailors name was Mr E. At least, that's what I call him. I don't know his real name and I don't think anyone else does either. He was an older man in his middle-ages and he had a strong Scottish accent. To any who do not know what Scots are, they are people that inhabited the land of Ovalic from 2,176 BFE to 649 BFE.
We met when I was being bullied by those boys. He was watching the incident and intervened.
"Hay! You lads! Stop pickin' on tha' lassie! She may be different to ya, but tha' anin't no excuse to be bullyin' a young lassie!" He yelled.
"Stay out of this Grandpa!" One of the boys jeered.
"Was tha' a threat? Was tha' a threat I heard from ya froog-like mouth?!" Mr E cried out in a rage.
The boys left me alone for a while after that. I stayed in touch with him after all these years. And every time that I wrote to him, saying that the boys were bullying me again, he would pay me a visit. Now, I think I payed him a visit. A permanent one I hope.
I started from the Ring Village (My previous home). There was an unmarked forest on its left. I started from there. Then, after about a day of travelling, I finally saw the plains. I journeyed over hills of sweet grass and fresh spring water. The few trees that lay over the land were those of Cherry Blossoms with marvellous pink and purple flowers. The bark shone gold in the sunlight. I could have lived in those fields for my whole life. But, I would have to move on if I was to see Mr E again.
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Re: Why Can't I Live? ((story))
by Myra ShadeFox Mon Jun 29, 2015 8:38 pm
I plodded along on all fours, so very tired now.
I reached his farm and knocked on the door.
"Who's knockin' at me door?" he opened it.
"Lass! Why're ya here?"
"I can't stand people. You're the only person to help me"
"Aye. An' I was about to visit ya ta tell ya the good news"
"Huh?"
"My grand daughter came back from a quest. She loves creatures" he let me in and his grand daughter was sat drinking tea.
"Is that your wolf lass grandad?" she ran to me.
"Aye"
"She's-" I prepared myself for her to proclaim I was animalistic.
"The most wonderful person I've ever met!" she smiled.
I suppose the shock on my face showed I was not prepared for this.
"Ya never been given a compliment, lass?" she seemed concerned.
"Never"
I reached his farm and knocked on the door.
"Who's knockin' at me door?" he opened it.
"Lass! Why're ya here?"
"I can't stand people. You're the only person to help me"
"Aye. An' I was about to visit ya ta tell ya the good news"
"Huh?"
"My grand daughter came back from a quest. She loves creatures" he let me in and his grand daughter was sat drinking tea.
"Is that your wolf lass grandad?" she ran to me.
"Aye"
"She's-" I prepared myself for her to proclaim I was animalistic.
"The most wonderful person I've ever met!" she smiled.
I suppose the shock on my face showed I was not prepared for this.
"Ya never been given a compliment, lass?" she seemed concerned.
"Never"
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- Posts : 37
Join date : 2013-12-16
Age : 23
Location : Pixar Animation Studios, 1200 Park Avenue, Emeryville, California
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