Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Fantasy

Chapter 2 the darkest moon.

The next night I was running in the woods trying to get home, there were wolves chasing me.
*Hears howling right behind me* 
"Oh no!" I yell. I run and jump and far as I can. Luckily I land on the porch of my cottage.
I run inside and close the door. I push it as hard as I can. Eventually the wolves go away.
"Phew!" I sigh.
And grab the sword and sit on the porch.
Again I look up at the sad dark dead moon. 
A flicker of light is on the clouds, but that is all.
It is still dying, and that makes me even sadder.
More tears roll down my cheeks.
Then I go inside, I shut the door and lock it.
I sit on my bed and grab out my father's journal.
It's half finished, I open it up to a page that hasn't been written in and I start to write about my day. When I am done I put the book away.
And ly down on my bed.
Hours later I am still awake.
So I go to the kitchen cupboard and open it up.
"Bread and jam. That's it?!" I say.
So I grab out both things, and make myself a midnight snack.
After that I had nothing else to do. So I just went to bed. Later in the night I fell asleep.