Blue Eyes (Chapter one)

Prologue1

As I walk alone on a cold winter night 2

I can sense something is watching me. 3

I turn ... nothing ... so I press on.4

"The moon looks so beautiful tonight" 5

I find myself saying.6

As if i had said some magical word,7

i hear a faint howl in the distance.8

I turn around to leave 9

but out steps the most beautiful creature 10

to ever grace me with its presence.11

Its fur was as pure white 12

as the snow that was crunching under my feet.13

Its paws as powerful as a sledge hammer 14

yet as gentle as the newly powdered mountain top.15

Its body so angelic with every step it makes.16

And there was something about its eyes ...17

they were gazing at me with such intensity 18

yet there was something about those Crystal,19

clear,pale, blue eyes that told me i had nothing to fear.20

as though saying "fear not my little one21

i will watch over you forever and forever again". 22

Just then a hear a noise behind me so i turn 23

but when i turn back there was nothing but24

a faint howl in the whisper of the wind...25

Chapter One26

I wake up panting and sweating. I roll over and I look at my clock. Through the extensive darkness I can see the the glowing green neon."Ugh...5 a.m.." I slink from my bed and try to find my way, through the black hole I call a room, to the door. I grope my way down the hall until I reach the bathroom. 27

The light shone in my eyes like an intense sun glare. All of a sudden i became a deer caught in the headlights of the on coming traffic, unable to move. I was aching all over, how I longed to go  back to bed. Back to the little piece of joy I've ever even almost experienced here. Reluctantly I sludge over to the shower.28

I turn on the water and get in the shower trying to  make some kind of sense of the strange dreams that have been plaguing me for the past  few weeks. I've had the same two dreams over and over again and I can't seem to figure them out. Well you seen the one but the other is even more strange. It starts out with me running. 29

I'm running as fast as I can and my adrenaline is rushing. I notice that I'm being chased by five vicious wolves. There is a really big grey wolf, a black one , a rusty red wolf and two fawn colored ones and running in the most villainous way trying to attack the object of their interest. Unfortunately for me I am the only thing at the moment that is giving them a challenge. I trip and hit the half frozen ground hard. I try to get up but the wolves are to fast and in no time they had me cornered. I  managed to prop myself up against a bolder and i was sitting there expecting the worst. Out of no where a beautiful white wolf leaps over the top of the bolder and sinks his teeth into the grey alpha male wolf's neck. The grey wolf let out a yelp and then throws my protector to the ground. I turn around and shield my eyes, I do not wish to wittiness the death of the only creature to show any kind of kindness towards me. Another yelp a longer more drown out last cry. I turn around ever so slowly to see a gruesome sight. Two wolves lay dead four remain. The three younger wolves come over and sniff at their nearly obliterated parents; the grey and black wolves. The white wolf looks at them and gives out a small growl and the three scamper off into the darkness, tails between their legs.He just stands there for a minute and then his gaze falls upon me. We stare into each others eyes for a moment. We were seeing more than just us we were witnessing each others pains and for a minute my heart aches with sorrow. His soul is as battered and torn as my own. All he ever wanted was to find someone who understood and all I ever wanted was the same. He lets out a whimper and hesitating, like he wants to come over, he runs off. 30

"What can it all mean," I say to myself. "Am I loosing it? Pull yourself together." I turn off the water and step out of the shower. I start shivering with cold. I look at myself in the mirror. I am beautiful I thought, I guess I am. I have big doe brown eyes, pretty dark brown hair, I'm not as friendly as I would like but I'm not mean. Yet all my life I have been ridiculed, made fun of as I have been  passed from foster home to foster home and I'm tired of it. I have no friends, I've never talked to anyone and school and even if I did who would want to talk to someone like me. No one in their right mind would ever talk to the only Indian girl in a school full of rich white people. It would mean certain and utter exile from the crowd of students bent on my inialation. "Go back to your reservation," this one guy said to me when he bumped into me,"Jesse these freaking Indian misfits don't know their place, they need to be back in their hunting grounds killing buffalo or cleaning  or doing something use full." I have become a socially inept fifteen year old. I mean I look at my brothers and sister of my new family and they are all popular and they seem to be nice. Boy did I think wrong they push me around and say that I'm never good for anything and one time this kid asked my older sister if i was really related to her and her reply was,"Please, me and that ugly thing. No my parents adopted her because we needed a maid and we didn't want to pay for one and she wouldn't even be here if it wasn't required by law that she attends school." They all stormed off laughing as if the pain in my heart and eyes was amusing.31

I decided that I have had enough. I'm running away for good and this time they will never find me. You see I have it all planned out, every one thinks I'm dumb but oh am I going to prove them wrong. I have my things packed and I'm  leaving after I grab a loaf of bread, some peanut butter, some jelly, and about ten bottles of water. I also grab myself a small boiling pot and a small frying pan so I can cook stuff over a fire. My goal is to get as far away north as I can so they will never find me. I'm not even going to leave a note maybe it will take them a few days before they know that I'm missing. I'm going to live off the land and maybe go back to any instincts I have left. I don't know why just out of the blue I've decided to leave but I feel something telling me that if I don't leave now I will never again have the courage. I slowly walk down the stairs trying not to wake anyone. I walk to the door and turn off the alarm. I then slip out of the front door and start my journey  but instead of taking the road my trusty compass is leading me northward through the woods. I looked back I wish I could say that I would miss some aspect of my old life but honestly do I really want to lie to myself.32