Chapter Two:
For the next few days I was like a zombie, only worse. Zombies make somewhat of an attempt to move. I only moved when I was forced to because everyone was stressing to me that lying in bed all day and barely eating was "unhealthy." Every time I went on a walk or to the village market everyone would tell me about how sorry they were for my loss. My once wonderful and happy life had turned into a horrible, miserable nightmare.
I barely talked to anyone, because I was too busy thinking about how sorry I was for was myself or I would ever do if I met Raul's murderer. Part of me really thought it was someone in my family because they all had their hearts set on that I would marry my immature childhood friend, William. Don't get me wrong; he is a good guy……… for my friend. I always knew that he loved me though, because every chance he got he would spill out his undying love for me in many creative ways……….. whether it was simply telling me that he loved me and giving me flowers or throwing rocks at my bedroom and trying to sing me a love song (which was always waking up my neighbors……. once someone threw a shoe at him.) Every time I would explain to him that I just wanted to be friends with him, but the next day he would just start up again. By the time he was a teenager he would date other girls but everyone would tell me that it was just to make me jealous (obviously it never worked.) What surprised me was that he didn't get mad when I told him that I was engaged, he actually congratulated me.
3 Days Later-A week after the death of my beloved Raul, I think I snapped. I couldn't take all the sadness. Whenever I walked the streets it was like I couldn't trust anyone. Anyone in my small village could have killed Raul. That night I couldn't take it anymore… I had to get out. So I ran out into the forest not knowing what or who to expect there.
The forest is very dark at night when I was in about an hour's walking limit, it dawned to me. I didn't bring supplies, clothes, or anything for that matter. I was out in an unpredictable forest with nothing but the clothes on my back.
It was when I pondering about this when I heard a roar from what sounded like a big ferocious creature. I could not identify though, but that wasn't the worst part…….. it sounded like it was less than a mile away.