Monday, August 29, 2011

Winnie And Her Wolf

I walk in my backyard on a gorgeous sunny day. The air is cold and the leaves fall slowly to the ground. I shiver. I don't like the cold. I wish summer didn't have to end, I was hoping to go swimming again in my neighbor's pool. "Winnie", my mom calls my name, "What on earth are you doing?" Mom shouts. She makes a fuss nonstop that I'll freeze to death. "Coming, mother!" I reply. As I walk away from the woods to make my way inside, I hear a noise. It sounds like a whimper. As I turn around I see the most beautiful brown wolf. I know many of my friends would call me crazy, but I'm not scared at all. He's so cute. He just stares at me with those brilliant green eyes. He comes slowly forward as I scratch him behind the ears. Those eyes, they look human! Something in me doesn't want to leave. Then I hear another sound. A bunch of wolves come into the clearing, snorting and growling. My wolf stills. As the rest of the pack closes in on me, I feel their hot breath on my cheeks. It's comforting. One wolf breaks away and charges towards me. "Winnifred!" My mother screams, " Come here this instant!" I am too distracted as  my wolf plunges his teeth into the other's fur. They fight for a while, and then the wolf falls to the ground. I watch my wolf return to me. He looks into my eyes finally. I feel hypnotized. I feel as if he speaks to my soul. I make my way back to mother slowly, looking ever so slightly back. I will see my wolf again.

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