I rubbed my eyes. I was still tired but my mother told me to wake up. Camping. Not something I would do for my birthday, but I knew it would make my mom and dad happy, it would be something for them to do. Living in Bangor, Maine wasn't fun. The people made it livable. We were about fifteen miles outside of Bangor. In this little place we called Taunting Woods because my older sister Brooke was scared to go into the woods. She was a few years older than me. She was nineteen and I was only sixteen. Well, I supposed in a few hours I would be seventeen.
"Natalie Ava Hevel, you get yourself out here, birthday girl!" my mom yelled.
I plastered a smile on my face and walked outside of the tent. "Hey, Mom. Where's dad?" I looked around but I couldn't find him.
"Getting lunch and dinner. Also known as fishing." she looked up at me.
"Oh, Mom! You know I'm a vegetarian! Dad knows that, too!" I slightly whined.
She looked around in her bag for a while until she found what she was looking for. She held up a large chef salad. "Natalie, I thought ahead." she handed me the salad.
I smiled brightly. "Thank you so much, gotta go change." I was so glad. I had been a vegetarian for almost a year, eleven months. I had become a vegetarian because of my best friend, Marissa. She had been a vegetarian for most of her life. I went back into my tent and looked for my brush and mirror. I brushed my auburn brown hair. I rubbed my eyes and then stared into my green eyes that complimented my summer tan. I looked once more into my jewel-like eyes and stood up. I dressed into a white summer tank top and dark denim shorts. I slipped on my red converse and looked in the mirror. I tied my hair up then scrutinized my hair. I sighed and let it cascade back down to the middle of my back. I ran my fingers through my beach-y waves and let my hand fall back down to my side.
I walked out of my tent. "Where is Bea?" I asked my mother where my dog was.
"She's in my tent. You should let her out." she said quickly. I thought that was a good idea. I strode over to the tent. I zipped up the tent and Bea rushed out. "Bea!" she disappeared into the woods. I quickly turned to my mom.
"I'll be right back." I rushed into the woods after her. It was difficult to make out her dark brown fur against the dirt trail. Then I tripped over a small, hidden rock. "Ugh, dammit!" I punched the dirt with the side of my fist. I got up quickly and brushed my clothes off. There were two trails. I heard growls and I immediately thought it was Bea. I followed that trail.
I saw a terrifying animal. A jungle cat, most likely. This was just outside of Waterville! There was no way there could be possible. I involuntarily screamed. The animal turned around from what it was doing and growled at me. I tried to back away but tripped. The animal clawed at my shoulder and caught my lightweight white blouse. I groaned as it ripped my skin. The pain was terrible. The animal raised its paw up and this time the slash was more on my neck then shoulder. It growled right in my face. Then it cocked its head to the east and ran off. The way I had come. I shut my eyes tightly and started thinking. What if it hurt my mom! "No!" I cried. It sounded more like a whisper. My cheeks got hot. Tears spilled over the edge as the pain got more intense.
I felt something turn me over. It was a man, a beautiful one. He had light red-orange hair and red eyes. He smiled, and I wasn't sure if the smile was angel-like at all. I was slightly scared. He leaned in and I felt something like a cut on my neck. After a few seconds the pain was extreme. All of a sudden the man cocked his head to the east and disappeared just like the lion had.
My eyes shut tightly and pain swept through my body. I didn't understand what was happening. Obviously the man's intentions were not clear. Everything hurt. Time slowed and quickened. My hands clawed at the dirt, I screamed and yelled, begging for the end. The only thing I depended on was my heart. Its beating was thick. I thought as long as my heart was beating, I was living. But I was dying slowly. The worst part was that it was like the silence was louder then my screams. Like it was pushing down on me. Picking me up and throwing me down. Fighting me while I was helpless. The silence did this. The silence suffocated me, and almost challenged me to scream, challenged me to beat it. To be louder. But I couldn't. Saying it was an excruciating, horrible, nasty, terrible, ripping, tearing pain was an understatement. I wished the animal had taken my life, it would be better than this. But whatever was happening was excruciating. There was no way this pain could be possible. Nothing, absolutely nothing, was as painful as this. There was too much pain. Fire spreading, dancing through my veins. Time passed. My eyes opened to see a new world before me.
Sooo, that's the first chapter of my first fanfic! Ahh :D anyways; review please, i could always use help (:
