Chapter One:
Grace
I am sitting on the swing, doing nothing just letting my legs sway back and forth. The wind blows my hair about and I am humming gently. It's me but I can't control what I am doing. I stand behind glass and watch a smaller, younger, more innocent version of me. I remember this day so clearly but now I am experiencing it like never before! As a nightmare and each night it gets worse. I continue to watch her knowing I am the one who knows; not her. She has no idea what is about to happen. A few moments later and they start to appear from the edge of the woods; the wolves. They move slowly edging closer to her by the second. My heart beat begins to quicken as I watch saliva dripping from their open mouths and see the look of hunger in their eyes. They creep up behind her. I try shouting and banging on the glass to warn her but she can't hear me and then...
Sweat beads were forming on my head and I could feel my heart racing in my chest. It was a dream but it was my dream; my dream that wasn't a dream at all. It was my reality and it had really happened. I was attacked by those very wolves and now I was in bed with their friend; the same friend who saved my life. Sam lay beside me barely even noticing that I had woken. Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Everynight that dream haunted me and for some reason I hadn't told sam. I didn't want to worry him, I suppose, so I just slipped out of bed and crept to my bathroom.
It was my fault that he found me; I locked the door.