Here I am, sitting and waiting. For what? I don't really know, maybe help, maybe freedom. I have not the faintest idea but maybe I should start from the beginning.
It was beautiful day and i was walking home from my first day of eighth grade.
I loved all my teachers, except math he could be strict at times but still helpful because of stupid algebra. I had no homework and my friend and I were going to meet at my house after school so I wanted to get there quick.
I had a few extra minuets because she had to confirm she could come over, but I still wanted to be early, just because she had a habit of not doing what she says.
As I was walking the normal way I go, I looked over to my right side and realized I could take a shortcut down an alley way between two buildings.
I did not know it then but that would be the worst mistake of my life. For when I took my first step I was grabbed by something.
I didn't know what it was with those big wolf-like hands and it felt like fur.I saw yellow, razor like teeth lunge at me. I tried to scream but my voice didn't work, I kicked and punched, I was strong but the attackers were stronger.
I was shoved in a sack in became unconscious just because of the force of the impact.
So then I woke up here in extreme pain shooting throughout my body, from toes to fingertips.
And I guess you are all caught up. Here I am sitting in a small, dark and damp cage with searing and intense pain flaring threw my spine when I move.
I guess you want to know who I am, I am a 13 year old girl with blond hair and one red high light. I have dull blue eyes, normally they are full of life but that doesn't fit this setting. I am in a white hospital gown and bare at necklace given to me by my best friend that is clutched tightly in my hand at the moment.
Who am I exactly? I don't remember so I was renamed, by myself. I wanted to be something that can give you warmth and comfort but if mad or treated badly I could injure you or if wanted, kill.
I am Fire.
R&R Please!