Post by Leah Clearwater on Oct 13, 2012 23:22:12 GMT -5
It was almost December. The air was colder and the trees were bare as limbs had lost its liveliness. The scenery was beautiful. I laid wrapped in a blanket on the porch-swing thinking about Sam. I couldn’t get him out of my mind. Day and night, he was all I thought about. He had consumed my very existence. Why do I put myself through this?, I thought. I need something to do, somewhere to go to get him off my mind. The house was quiet, no one was home. Dad had gone fishing with Charlie Swan, our towns Chef of Police. Mom had to run errands and Emily, well let’s just say I helped her pack her stuff and moved her out after I found out her and Sam became a couple. –snarling my nose up- I didn’t care if she left and went back home, just as long as she was nowhere around me, I was fine. She knew I no longer wanted her there so she gave in and got her things together but I was engulfed with so much rage that I grabbed her things and threw them out the door to hurry her along. I haven’t heard anything from her since and really don’t care too.
Later that afternoon, I had promised Jacob we would go to the movies since he wanted to get out of the house. On the way, he began to tell me about a girl he had grew up together with when they were smaller, named Bella, Charlie Swan’s daughter. From what he told me, she seemed to be a nice girl. I was anxious to meet this Bella. We made our way into the movie theatre to find our seats near the back of the room. We sat down, had our popcorn and drink in hand ready to watch a horror movie that just came out. About an hour into the movie, Jacob and I heard a loud ruckus coming from the right side of the theatre. The usher had come down the aisle with a flashlight lit in hand shining it on a group of people asking them to quiet down. That’s when I noticed Paul and Sam getting up from their seats to unveil Emily sitting next to where Sam was. I became furious. I let out a snarling growl, not realizing what I just did until Jacob looked at me and asked was I alright. I wasn’t alright. I got up out of my seat and stormed out of the theatre. Jacob followed behind trying to catch up to my fast steps. I made my way out to the corner of the block, still not realizing my surroundings; I leaned up against the chipped brick wall only to slide slowly down crying. I heard a voice calling out for me. “Leah!....Leah!...Where are you?” I knew it was Jacob looking for me but I still couldn’t say anything. I was consumed with so many tears and so much anger, I didn’t want anyone to find me. I wanted to be alone. All of a sudden Jacob’s head popped around the corner. “There you are,” he said. I still couldn’t talk. He grabbed my hands and gently pulled me up from the ground saying, “Come on, I’m taking you home!” I went along with him without conflict knowing once I got home I would eventually be by myself. On the way, Jacob had reminded me that the annual Quileute Gathering was happening later that night. I couldn’t go, I wouldn’t go because I knew who all would be there. The elder’s, Jacob, Paul, Sam……Emily –gave another loud snarl- Just thinking about them made me sick to my stomach.
After Jacob dropped me off at home, he went about his way on foot after making sure I got in my house fine. I went straight to my bedroom knowing if I had came across my mom or dad that I would have some explaining to do with the way my face looked after crying. Sitting there in my bedroom, Sam and Emily kept racing through my mind. I became more and more enraged. I couldn't stand the pain any longer. I had to find out what was going on between those two. I stormed out of my bedroom making my way to the front door grabbing everything I could grasp with my hands, slinging it all to the walls and floors. I had to confront Sam and I knew exactly where he would be at. I remembered Jacob telling me about the annual Quileute Gathering that night in celebration of our Quileute ancestors. I knew Sam and his 'boys' would be there.
After arriving at the reservation, I seen everyone gathered around the fire talking about our Quileute heritage and how it began. I didn't want to say anything in front of the elders so I went and sat down to listen to the stories they were telling while keeping my eyes on Sam. I couldn’t bare to watch as Emily and Sam kept poking and playing with one another. I jumped up with rage and stomped off into the woods hoping no one saw me. I got as far as I could away from the flickering flames glowing through the trees, I grabbed my face to keep myself from crying as I threw myself back up against an old Western White Pine. I started feeling sick to my stomach and felt as if I were on fire. I couldn’t tell if it was coming from the anguish I was feeling or if I was coming down with something.
I heard some rustling of leaves getting closer so I started off into the woods again to get away. I quickly realized that Sam had followed me into the woods. “Great!,” I thought to myself. “As if THIS will make it any better.” So I kept walking. I heard him call out to me but I couldn’t look at him. Does he not realize why I left the fireside to get away from him and Emily?! I felt a tug on my shoulder as he was pleading with me to stop and listen to him. I stood there trying to comprehend what he was trying to say as the pain became more and more unbearable. I tried pleading with Sam to go back to the bonfire but he wouldn’t listen. Sam kept on trying to make things better, but little did he know it was making it worse. The more he would talk, the more pain I felt throughout my body. I finally had enough, so I turned around, while still holding my stomach as I started walking off further into the woods. I became weaker with each step I took and my eyes could only see darkness forming as if someone was slowing turning the lights off. I heard Sam’s voice and felt his arms around me as my knees buckled and I fell to the ground with him.
As I laid there I felt my body jumping and jerking as if I was convulsing but I could hear everything around me, even the elders chatting about the history of the ancestors back at the bonfire. I could smell odors that only animals looked for. Questions where racing through my mind like, what was happening to me? Am I dead? Am I a ghost? I was finally able to mumble a few words out to Sam but by the time he replied, every bone in my body began to ache. Little did I realize that the pain I was feeling were all the bones in my body had broken and reshaped. I was in agony for what felt like hours but only minutes. As my skin stretched and bones reshaped, my body felt different; bigger, stronger, but masculine. As I came to, I quickly leaped up out of Sam’s arms trying to figure out what was happening. I noticed Sam starring at me in disbelief. I started questioning myself what was going through his mind. I began looking around and noticed I was standing on what use to be my hands, covered in gray fur. Before I could panic Sam quickly rushed to me, and within an instance he was standing in front of me as something I had only seen in the movies. A wolf! I then heard his voice loud and clear in my head but I didn't see his mouth move. He started explaining to me what had just taken place. As I began questioning myself again, I would hear Sam reply back in my head. He told me about this mind-link thing that all us ‘wolves’ have when we shape-shift. It finally started to sink in, but I knew it was just the beginning and I needed to learn a lot more to being what I had just become. A wolf!
Later that afternoon, I had promised Jacob we would go to the movies since he wanted to get out of the house. On the way, he began to tell me about a girl he had grew up together with when they were smaller, named Bella, Charlie Swan’s daughter. From what he told me, she seemed to be a nice girl. I was anxious to meet this Bella. We made our way into the movie theatre to find our seats near the back of the room. We sat down, had our popcorn and drink in hand ready to watch a horror movie that just came out. About an hour into the movie, Jacob and I heard a loud ruckus coming from the right side of the theatre. The usher had come down the aisle with a flashlight lit in hand shining it on a group of people asking them to quiet down. That’s when I noticed Paul and Sam getting up from their seats to unveil Emily sitting next to where Sam was. I became furious. I let out a snarling growl, not realizing what I just did until Jacob looked at me and asked was I alright. I wasn’t alright. I got up out of my seat and stormed out of the theatre. Jacob followed behind trying to catch up to my fast steps. I made my way out to the corner of the block, still not realizing my surroundings; I leaned up against the chipped brick wall only to slide slowly down crying. I heard a voice calling out for me. “Leah!....Leah!...Where are you?” I knew it was Jacob looking for me but I still couldn’t say anything. I was consumed with so many tears and so much anger, I didn’t want anyone to find me. I wanted to be alone. All of a sudden Jacob’s head popped around the corner. “There you are,” he said. I still couldn’t talk. He grabbed my hands and gently pulled me up from the ground saying, “Come on, I’m taking you home!” I went along with him without conflict knowing once I got home I would eventually be by myself. On the way, Jacob had reminded me that the annual Quileute Gathering was happening later that night. I couldn’t go, I wouldn’t go because I knew who all would be there. The elder’s, Jacob, Paul, Sam……Emily –gave another loud snarl- Just thinking about them made me sick to my stomach.
After Jacob dropped me off at home, he went about his way on foot after making sure I got in my house fine. I went straight to my bedroom knowing if I had came across my mom or dad that I would have some explaining to do with the way my face looked after crying. Sitting there in my bedroom, Sam and Emily kept racing through my mind. I became more and more enraged. I couldn't stand the pain any longer. I had to find out what was going on between those two. I stormed out of my bedroom making my way to the front door grabbing everything I could grasp with my hands, slinging it all to the walls and floors. I had to confront Sam and I knew exactly where he would be at. I remembered Jacob telling me about the annual Quileute Gathering that night in celebration of our Quileute ancestors. I knew Sam and his 'boys' would be there.
After arriving at the reservation, I seen everyone gathered around the fire talking about our Quileute heritage and how it began. I didn't want to say anything in front of the elders so I went and sat down to listen to the stories they were telling while keeping my eyes on Sam. I couldn’t bare to watch as Emily and Sam kept poking and playing with one another. I jumped up with rage and stomped off into the woods hoping no one saw me. I got as far as I could away from the flickering flames glowing through the trees, I grabbed my face to keep myself from crying as I threw myself back up against an old Western White Pine. I started feeling sick to my stomach and felt as if I were on fire. I couldn’t tell if it was coming from the anguish I was feeling or if I was coming down with something.
I heard some rustling of leaves getting closer so I started off into the woods again to get away. I quickly realized that Sam had followed me into the woods. “Great!,” I thought to myself. “As if THIS will make it any better.” So I kept walking. I heard him call out to me but I couldn’t look at him. Does he not realize why I left the fireside to get away from him and Emily?! I felt a tug on my shoulder as he was pleading with me to stop and listen to him. I stood there trying to comprehend what he was trying to say as the pain became more and more unbearable. I tried pleading with Sam to go back to the bonfire but he wouldn’t listen. Sam kept on trying to make things better, but little did he know it was making it worse. The more he would talk, the more pain I felt throughout my body. I finally had enough, so I turned around, while still holding my stomach as I started walking off further into the woods. I became weaker with each step I took and my eyes could only see darkness forming as if someone was slowing turning the lights off. I heard Sam’s voice and felt his arms around me as my knees buckled and I fell to the ground with him.
As I laid there I felt my body jumping and jerking as if I was convulsing but I could hear everything around me, even the elders chatting about the history of the ancestors back at the bonfire. I could smell odors that only animals looked for. Questions where racing through my mind like, what was happening to me? Am I dead? Am I a ghost? I was finally able to mumble a few words out to Sam but by the time he replied, every bone in my body began to ache. Little did I realize that the pain I was feeling were all the bones in my body had broken and reshaped. I was in agony for what felt like hours but only minutes. As my skin stretched and bones reshaped, my body felt different; bigger, stronger, but masculine. As I came to, I quickly leaped up out of Sam’s arms trying to figure out what was happening. I noticed Sam starring at me in disbelief. I started questioning myself what was going through his mind. I began looking around and noticed I was standing on what use to be my hands, covered in gray fur. Before I could panic Sam quickly rushed to me, and within an instance he was standing in front of me as something I had only seen in the movies. A wolf! I then heard his voice loud and clear in my head but I didn't see his mouth move. He started explaining to me what had just taken place. As I began questioning myself again, I would hear Sam reply back in my head. He told me about this mind-link thing that all us ‘wolves’ have when we shape-shift. It finally started to sink in, but I knew it was just the beginning and I needed to learn a lot more to being what I had just become. A wolf!