Keeping Secrets
Prologue In a small two-story cottage, which was nestled deep in a large forest, there was a boy who was unusually skinny for his age. He was lying in a pile of rags that were covered in blood, his blood. He had bite marks and scratches all over his body. He looked like some ferocious, rabid animal had attacked him. And he had been attacked but it was from a monster that only came out when the full moon shone. But now it was gone back in to its home, the boy himself. For this was no ordinary boy he was a human most of the time but when the full moon shone he became a wolf, a wolf that was not afraid of humans, like most are, but one that had a thirst for human blood. He had a curse the curse of lycanthropy, more commonly known as werewolfism. He was feared for what he was by the entire world, Wizarding and muggle alike. He was only four years old when he snuck away to see the wolf he had heard howling. He was just a curious four-year-old who did not know his danger. He heard his parents calling for him to come in when he saw it. A lone wolf staring him down while snarling. He turned around and started to run but the wolf was faster. It attacked him it pounced on him from behind and everything went dark. That was what had ruined one innocent child's life.
Or so he thought.
Authors note: Well this is my first story. Up until now I have only read stories on this site. I hope you like my first attempt. If you want me to continue, give me some reviews. I would like to hear your ideas on how to
continue. Thanks Phoenix Hunter
P.S. story chapters will be longer....much longer.
Prologue In a small two-story cottage, which was nestled deep in a large forest, there was a boy who was unusually skinny for his age. He was lying in a pile of rags that were covered in blood, his blood. He had bite marks and scratches all over his body. He looked like some ferocious, rabid animal had attacked him. And he had been attacked but it was from a monster that only came out when the full moon shone. But now it was gone back in to its home, the boy himself. For this was no ordinary boy he was a human most of the time but when the full moon shone he became a wolf, a wolf that was not afraid of humans, like most are, but one that had a thirst for human blood. He had a curse the curse of lycanthropy, more commonly known as werewolfism. He was feared for what he was by the entire world, Wizarding and muggle alike. He was only four years old when he snuck away to see the wolf he had heard howling. He was just a curious four-year-old who did not know his danger. He heard his parents calling for him to come in when he saw it. A lone wolf staring him down while snarling. He turned around and started to run but the wolf was faster. It attacked him it pounced on him from behind and everything went dark. That was what had ruined one innocent child's life.
Or so he thought.
Authors note: Well this is my first story. Up until now I have only read stories on this site. I hope you like my first attempt. If you want me to continue, give me some reviews. I would like to hear your ideas on how to
continue. Thanks Phoenix Hunter
P.S. story chapters will be longer....much longer.