Note: This is the first story I have ever attempted, so please be nice. I realize it is short and probably not very good, but some feedback would be great. I will try to get a new chapter up every week but I can't guarantee that. Anyway, hope you enjoy it. :)
"What am I looking for? Where do I start? My entire life has been hell and no one cares about me. I'm alone." Alone. That word seemed to define my entire existence. My family wanted nothing to do with me, simply because I was different. The life I was living wasn't good enough for me. Deep down I knew that I deserved better and I was determined to fill this deep void inside me. If I didn't, then I would have no choice but to slowly suffer and die alone.
As a cub, my dad abused me. His name is Torren and he looked just like me, except his eyes were brown and he lacked a white underbelly He had a horrific temper and when he got mad, he would claw at my flesh until I would bleed and smack me, sometimes halfway across the cave. My mom, Chloe, died when I was just 3 days old. My two older brothers, Rico and Oscar, were always harassing me and putting me down. Every day was a constant struggle for me to survive and I often thought of leaving, but I was too young to take care of myself.
Whenever I got the chance, I would run off into the woods to practice hunting, even though I wasn't able to catch anything. That didn't bother me though. The woods were an escape from my so-called family. No one ever knew where I went and frankly I don't think they even cared. They probably didn't want me to come back anyway. In fact, I knew they didn't.
After night fell, I would sneak back into our cave, being very careful not to wake my dad. There were some nights though where I wouldn't leave the woods because I was too afraid of him. The nights I didn't come home, I would look at the stars in the clear night sky, wishing for a better life. Every day I told myself 'You have to leave. You can't stay here any longer.' This happened for years.
As I got older, the many days I spent in the woods slowly paid off. My hunting skills increased and I could catch pretty much any prey I wanted, including fish in a nearby stream. Then one day, something snapped inside me. "What am I still doing here?! I can support myself now. I have to go." I knew I was able to take care of myself now, so I left my dad and brothers and never looked back. I finally felt free! They could no longer abuse me or put me down. I had never been so happy in my entire life. But that joy and excitement didn't last for long.
End of Chapter 1
